Brad's POV
'Alcohol doesn't affect me much. The slight buzz just lets me temporarily set aside the meticulous work and focus on my feelings—like the ones I felt that night we both got drunk.'
I watched the world spin while Lily stood at its center. Even as I was led out of the dining area, I couldn't stop myself from asking, "What? Am I embarrassing you, Lily?"
My wife. My superstar.
But I already knew the answer. She brought me to a place like this because she didn't want to be seen with me in public.
God, this was exactly the kind of thing I used to demand of her.
Julian was right. Maybe she really does hate me for the way I've become.
I didn't even know why I bothered coming all the way to Westfairy Restaurant. Was it just because Lily used to work here after leaving me?
I'd see
