Chapter 140

He didn’t want to confront the reality of his actions, the pain he had caused. He wanted to keep drowning it all out, even if it meant losing himself in the process.

The room grew hazier, the lights above him blurring into a kaleidoscope of colors. He swayed in his seat, his thoughts disjointed and distant.

The weight of his regrets felt momentarily lighter, replaced by a false sense of euphoria that the alcohol provided.

But as the night wore on, the false sense of relief began to crumble. The numbness gave way to a profound emptiness, a void that no amount of alcohol could fill.

His head spun, and he struggled to hold onto his consciousness. The world around him became a blur, the sounds and sights merging into an indistinct whirl.

In that moment of disorientation, he felt utterly alone, a solitary figure adrift in a sea of chaos. The drinks that had promised an escape had only led him deeper into the abyss. His actions, his choices, had driven him to