Divine's POV
I was on the verge of throwing up from how much I’d drunk, yet the thought of stopping made my chest tighten. I didn’t want to stop. I couldn’t. Raider had been terrible to me—cold, indifferent, as if my feelings meant nothing. He didn’t care. He never did. And love? He could never love me.
Whoever that woman was—the one he truly loved—she’d better watch out. I hated her without even knowing her face. She had interfered with what I believed was love between Raider and me. The thought alone made my blood boil. I needed to find out who she was. As soon as possible.
“Hey, what’s wrong with you?” Lyka snapped, glaring at the bottles scattered around. “Are you not going to stop drinking? You’re drowning in alcohol. Have you lost your mind? Are you trying to kill yourself?”
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