Chapter 54
Julian's POV
I watched as Sophie exited my house, her shoulders slumped and her eyes red from crying. A part of me felt like she was telling the truth, but it was rare for me to be drunk and not remember anything the following day. And it was only once since I met her that I had gotten drunk, and Marcus had told me how it went, but I still couldn't make sense of why I didn't remember anything about that day.
Sophie's tears hurt me, and I wanted to cuddle her and tell her I believed her. I wanted to kiss her pink lips so hard that she'd moan, but the evidence of her kissing another guy and in bed with another guy still pissed me off. She could have just told me she didn't want me again. Or did she do it because she missed me and wanted a d**k in her p***y so badly? I couldn't
