FIFTY NINE

THEODORE

It was hard wrapping my hand around my life the instant Nora had to reject me once again. I made sure she was oblivious to it but left a mess and still was a mess once I reached home. The next day was spent alone ignoring all calls and staying home throughout the day, I’d rather stay home and get myself in check.

Couldn’t even go to work. I feel so drained.

My phone pinged beside me with a text from Liam, asking if we could meet up and how worried he has been since I was picking his call.

“Okay, explain what’s going on here, Theodore.” I cussed at myself for not locking the front door when I heard Amelia’s voice coming over, her heels resounding against the tilted flooring.

I picked up my shirt from the floor where it laid and begrudgingly left my room, closing the door behind me since all bell would broke lose if she entered there to see the unimaginable bottles I had been chunking down my throat since yesterday.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, nearly developing an a