After returning home, Regina kept anesthetizing herself with alcohol.
Her adoptive father was very disappointed in her and hadn't asked about her for days.
Derek, the man she loved most, hadn't even called her once.
Regina curled up on the sofa, a glass of red wine in her hand, her face already flushed.
She had experienced countless lonely nights like this, enduring the torment of longing, imagining how happy Derek and Faye were together.
'Why can't Faye just disappear from the world? Why does she always appear at a critical moment to prevent me from getting happiness?' Regina finished her wine in one gulp and picked up the bottle to pour more, only to find it empty. 'Damn it! Everything is against me.'
Regina threw the bottle on the carpet irritably.
Just then, two car lights flash
