Chapter 66. Holding Myself Back

Roman's POV

"Give me the strongest drink you have." I muttered, plopping on the bar stool.

The waitress darted me a smile as she nodded before getting the equipments for mixing the drink ready.

I sighed heavily, as I felt the blood vessels inside my head throb with a migraine.

The thoughts of the night before invaded my mind for the umpteenth time, and my heart lurched with guilt.

 No matter how much the alcohol I drank was, I just couldn't shake the image of Sofie staring up at me, her coffee eyes misty with unshed tears and atrocious hatred for me.

I had no idea what possessed me to take Sofie in the most painful way without her permission. Although a part of me hated her for lying to me, that didn't mean I wanted to harm her.

I couldn't even bring myself to apologize to her, because I felt both hurt and disgusted toward myself.

The flowery oud scent of an exotic perfume wafted into my nostrils, as I felt a shadow loom beside me