Jaxon woke up with a slight headache (something he was used to feeling the morning after the twenty sixth of June).
It was only when he was about to groan, that he registered the light weight on his chest.
What the— Reene?
Immediately, it all rushed back with full force.
Him feeling so depressed, he had to go out to receive fresh air after eight bottles of alcohol.
The darkness weighing down on him as he walked down the lonely silent road.
Sitting on the bench and drinking more.
Reene suddenly appearing, then…
Oh shoot.
Immediately, the groan came out.
What had he done last night? How drunk was he?
There had never been a time in his entire life where he would act so vulnerable in front of anyone when drunk.
Alcohol didn't really affect him that much to forget himself.
So why h
