CHAPTER 4. ALEX’S SELF-DESTRUCTION
The last few days blurred together into one unrelenting gloom for Alex. Ever since Kate had stormed out for good, slamming the door and hurling at him that she could no longer stay with someone who didn’t even know what he wanted, he had lost his footing. For the first time in his life, Alex realized he was utterly alone, surrounded by the peeling walls of his apartment and his dusty blueprints that had never come to fruition.
Instead of rekindling even a flicker of his old energy, he opened the kitchen cabinet and pulled out a half-forgotten bottle of wine. With every sip, the bitterness of losing Kate and the memories of his “great project” dissolved into a heady haze. By morning, the bottle was empty, and Alex had fallen into a dreamless sleep—anythi
