Chapter 96

Ronan

I drank the scotch straight from the bottle. The house was empty, just like my spirits.

I missed her.

I never thought I would admit it to myself, but I missed her so much that it hurt my heart to be this far from her.

I spent most nights in her room because it smelled like her, the scent on my sheets had been washed off, and I hated being there, not surrounded by her warmth.

I walked around the house with nothing to do. My life had become an empty shell. I didn’t go to work anymore. All I needed was for her to come back to me.

I walked to my study. It was the only place I had to myself where I could think without her scent invading my nose and making me miss her.

I lay on the couch, holding the bottle of whiskey as I closed my eyes.

I can’t sleep. How can I?

When I think about her every time I close my eyes, I get up from the couch to the table.

There was a piece of an envelope stuck under my paperweight, how come I d