Theodore's Pov
The deafening pulse of the club's music reverberated through my skull as I downed another glass of alcohol, the burn offering a fleeting distraction from the tormenting thoughts that clawed at my mind. Alina's betrayal echoed in my head like a haunting refrain.
I had earnestly tried to be a better person for her, to rise above the shadows of my past, and yet here I was, drowning my sorrows in a sea of alcohol. The images of her deceit played on a loop in my mind, a cruel slideshow of betrayal that fueled my desperate quest for numbness. From anyone she could have chosen, she chose fuckign Nathan! Just why! Especially when I told her to stay away from him!
Glass after glass, I sought solace in the amber liquid, hoping the intoxication would blur the harsh reality of her a
