Ch-207. Still love you

Ethan's Pov :

This thought makes me so intrigued that I jump out of bed and get to my feet, walking from one end of the room to the other.

With another labored breath, I realize that it has started to become difficult for me to breathe.

The thought isn't just making me anxious, but the pain of reality has started to hit me from inside. The burden of the thought that I might have missed the first years of my son's life, starts to push me into the ground.

The flame burning inside me pushes me towards the ground floor of my farmhouse; the bar isn't just calling me, but the bleakness of reality is making the urge for liquor stronger… demanding some kind of distraction to tame it down.

Or else, my emotions are ready to rip my heart apart, and make me bleed internally.

Pulling out my strongest whiskey, I decided to ditch the glass and go for a better and more traditional way to drink it: putting the bottle directly to my mouth.

“Why!!! Why!!! Why!! Why do I have to be the asshole, even i