"Enzo!" I whispered, placing my palm over my mouth. He looked horrible.
His once beautiful face is now broken, he was clearly so drunk. He didn't even notice us standing next to him, he was just staring outside the window.
"From the day you left, he's been like this… Every night he comes here and comes out in the morning…" she was sobbing while telling me, "look around, he filled this room with your photos…" I quickly turned and noticed photo frames, it wasn't clear due to darkness but I can recognize them.
"He imagines about you… Every night, He imagines that you're with him… Jessica had been taking advantage of this, Even yesterday she tried to take advantage of his condition, but I stopped her…" the moans and grunts I heard yesterday rushed to my mind, I immediately cut her off, "Yes
