Chapter 55. Obsession (2)

Andre’s POV

I ran a hand down my face as she stormed off, exhaling heavily. A part of me felt relieved watching her go—like shedding dead weight. There was no passion, no real connection. Just another failed attempt at something that was never meant to be.

Signaling the waiter, I ordered a bottle of whiskey. Tonight, I needed to drown in something stronger than my thoughts.

The moment I dropped the bottle, my phone buzzed, and I picked up without checking.

"How's your date going?" Ethan's voice carried amusement. I exhaled. Sounded like he called just to mock me. I didn't respond, just sighed a second time.

"Come on... Tell me about it, Andre..." Ethan dragged.

"Fucked. I broke up with her, and she left."

Ethan laughed. "I knew it would end this way. You're that ass who doesn’t know what he wants."

"And you do?"

"Better than you do." He jeered.

"You alone?"

"Still at the restaurant, yeah."

"Let'