CHAPTER EIGHT: Ready For a Second Chance at Love?

HUGH’S POV:

The air feels thick with tension as Anastasia's words hang in the air like a heavy fog. Her offer in solving my already-done romance with my ex-fiancée gives me irritation.

Who does she think she is to meddle in my personal life? She’s been showing interest in my failed relationship with Yvanna since earlier.

I stare at her, my fingers tapping against the armrest of the chair. Without a word, I stand up, the legs of the chair scraping against the tiled floor with a harsh sound.

“Hugh, wait!” Anastasia calls.

With determined steps, I make my way to the kitchen, my movements mechanical and devoid of any reason to listen to her. I reach for the bottle of my finest wine, uncorking it with ease, and pour myself a generous glass. Its crimson liquid glints in the dim light. I ignore Anastasia's call again, not even sparing a glance in her direction as I make my way towards the staircase.

Upstairs, in my bedroom, I find solace in the moonlit balcony. The full moon casts a s