~ Dale ~
I gulped the glass's content in one second as the scene of Chloe walking out of my place replayed in my head for like the umpteenth time.
The moment she left.
When she walked away. Not turning back.
The first time, I'd been the one to let go of her. But now, she left me.
She outrightly walked away.
That made me refill my glass, taking another gulp of alcohol.
I didn't think it would hurt this much, but damn it did.
It hurt more than anything ever had. My chest was so knotted that I knew more alcohol would be needed.
Because Chloe really just left me.
She didn't even give me the chance to explain fully, she just… left.
Leaving me to sit in a restaurant with more than a bottle of alcohol on the table in front of me.
I'd have preferred a bar, but Sam had insisted on meeti
