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Chapter 157

He lit the cigarette as he took a huge deep breath, inhaling a very big part of the smoke, before breathing out through his mouth, watching the clouds of smoke pass out and scatter into mist in the air.

He felt the hotness in his veins and the sweet smell of nicotine in the air, he knew he was probably already looking like shit by now, but he didn't care how he looked, what was the point anyway?

There was absolutely no reason for him to try and look better.

He felt even worse than he looked, he felt dead, lost and so fucking aimless.

He didn't even really know if he was living or just surviving at this point

His life was pretty boring and lonely before he met Nate, but it was worse now.

Now he was miserable, heart broken and worst of all, he still couldn't admit that he hated Nate.

He can never hate the young man even if he tried, and that was even worse than the heartbreak he was feeling.

He ran his hands down his face, looking around his office once more.

The bottles of whiskey on
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