Chapter 147

**** JACK SUIT ****

Jack quickly drained what was left in the whisky bottle into his mouth and then tossed it onto the table, where there were already many other empty bottles. He moaned as he did so, hot tears still rolling out of his eyes despite his best efforts to prevent them.

Madam Zilla, who had been observing, slowly approached him in a more intimate manner.

"Jack....."

Before she could say anything, Jack muttered, "I hate myself."

"I feel like dying" He added

Madam Zilla tapped him on the head and said, "Stop talking in that manner."

No matter how many times I say it, she's not beside me anymore. I don't think I will ever love anyone again, I don't deserve that shit called love," Jack said. "I should have told her before this happened, I should have confessed to her, she has always wanted to hear me say that word to her but it's too late now."

"Stop claiming that only certain people deserve to be loved; everybody does,"

Jack said, "I don't think I can fall for anyone aside