Chapter 52

*Alejandro*

I sat in my bed; on one hand was a bottle of vodka. I drank directly from the bottle. My room was a mess. Bottles of different alcoholic beverages are laid on each corner of the room.

How did this happen?

How come I am having to go through this pain again? I have forgotten it for a long time: the heartache, the betrayal, the pain of losing your favorite person.

Tears rolled down my eyes.

When I had broken up with Clara, I felt nothing like I feel now. Not much pain or heartache, in fact, I felt relieved.

So why can't it be the same with Anna? Even my divorce didn't shake me so much. I still carried out my job then, but now, leaving my room was a nightmare.

I have been inside this room for over a week.

Drinking.

I placed the empty bottle on the floor close to my leg.

I couldn't believe she was no longer in my life. Of all the people who could manipulate me, Anna was the last person. I wanted to call her and tell her that it wasn't all over.

I wanted to forgive her, b