Life is a punishment

Ryan's POV

It was dark and chilly outside. The night breeze blew, and the trees in the woods danced rhythmically.

I was seated silently in my car, in the middle of a vast dark road, with my head resting on the steering wheel.

Everywhere was quiet, and the sound of my sniffs was the only sound that could be heard. I wiped off the tears from my face, but I didn't raise my head.

I don't know how long I've been here, but after I left my doctor's house, I didn't go to the bar anymore. I had just stopped on the road because I felt too emotional. I was emotionally disabled, and couldn't let anyone see me in this situation, so I didn't return to the mansion. I had crates of alcohol in the boot of my car, so instead of going to a bar, I decided to stay in my car. I just needed to be alone, I felt strangely exhausted. Involving in a conversation with Carter was having a tour on me.

I drank my bottle of liquor before finally raising my head, tears already settled under my chin, my eyes pale. I s