Chapter Thirty

8 years ago…

Nikolai was busy analyzing a case for a moot court competition.

… will argue that the city breached its duty of care by…

And now, he has to go back to reading the first part. Seems like legible, but hard-to-understand letters.

This won't do. He can spend the whole night reading the case details and arguments but if he doesn't keep his shit together, this will be the mark of his downfall. All those words he said to his parents, to prove that studying Law for him would be put to waste. All because he loved a girl.

It was getting counterproductive. The mild headache was a cry for a distraction and that was when he decided to go to the nearest bar. After all, he has mastered the art of drinking just the right amount of alcohol to be dizzy and not suffer through a damned hang-over the next day.

After a few glasses, he could see doubles of everything. He found solace in an empty park and sat on the swing.

“Nikolai.”

That was probably too much drink. Even with his imagination,