Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 30

Alexander POV

I stared at the empty glass, the whiskey swirling inside like the mess I’d made of everything. The bar’s low lighting barely cut through the haze clouding my mind. Christiana’s face wouldn’t leave me, that distant, cold look in her eyes as she stood beside Daniel. She didn’t care anymore, didn’t even flinch when she looked at me.

“Sir, you’ve had enough,” James said, his voice tight with concern as he watched me pour another drink.

1 ignored him, tossing back the shot like it was water. The burn in my throat was nothing compared to the ache in my chest. “She used to look at me like that, you know?” My words slurred just a bit, but I didn’t care. I had to get it out, and had to spill the poison eating me alive. “Like I was the only man in the world.”

James sighed, glancing around the bar as if he could find someone to save me from myself. “Sir, this isn’t going to help. You’re just torturing yourself.”

“Torture” 1 laughed, a hollow sound that hurt even me. “This is justice, James. I’m just getting a taste of what I did to her. You know, I thought I was doing the right thing when I let her go. Listened to all the wrong people, let them twist everything until 1 couldn’t see straight. But it’s my fault. I was a coward. I should’ve fought for her, but instead, 1 let her go. And now she’s slipping away for good.”

1 slammed the glass down harder than I meant to, and it shattered, the sharp sound cutting through the low buzz of the bar. James flinched but didn’t say a word, just handed me a napkin to wipe the blood from my hand

“She’s not coming back, James,” I muttered, staring at the crimson staining the napkin. “I saw it in her eyes. She’s done with me. And she should be. I don’t deserve another chance after what I put her through.”

firm but respectful. “If you really want to make things right, you need to get

“Respect That’s long gone. She’s already moved on. Daniel’s everything I’m not–stable,

with him yet. You still have a chance to be the

the alcohol took full effect. “There’s no chance when

Not even hate, just… nothing. Like I didn’t exist. Like I’d never mattered. I’d given up everything for what? A fleeting

whispered, more to myself than to

someone else. Someone who hadn’t betrayed her, who didn’t destroy her trust. And the thought of her being with Daniel, Laughing with him, smiling

at me with pity. “Sir, if you keep this up, you’ll lose everything. It’s not too

“The choice was made a long time ago when I threw everything away. Now, I’m just watching the consequences play

urged. “Get up, sober up, and stop letting this break you. You’re

way out of this hell, but the darkness was all I could see. The image of Christiana in Daniel’s arms haunted

drink,” I muttered, waving the bartender over. But before I could reach for the glass, James grabbed my

sir. You’re not going to drink away your mistakes. You’re going to face them

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pause. He was right. As much as I wanted to drown in this misery. it wasn’t going