Down

Errol couldn't explain the pain he was going through as he sat down at his home bar, drowning his sorrows in bottle upon bottle of liquor.

It's been hours since his conversation with Eulla, yet her voice kept ringing in his head.

The way she had looked at him, the digust in her eyes, it broken his heart over and over again.

Eulla had rejected him once more, like he meant absolutely nothing to him.

He should have known from the start, since she had changed and stopped giving him any of her time. He should have known when she has avoided him and ignored all of his calls and messages.

He should have known when she had an outburst not the night of their date after he had proposed to her.

He should have figured it out since then but no, he didn't even want to thinka bout it. He had repeatedly told himself that it was nothing, it was nothing to be worried about.

Errol had forgetten the number of times he had made up excuses for Eulla, telling himself it must be because she's too busy, or b