Love That Wasn't Meant to Last

Chapter 10

After shouting those words, I felt a bit shocked at myself. While I was not exactly known for being gentle, people generally saw me as calm and composed.

Looking at Selena's stunned expression, I suddenly felt guilty. "I didn't mean it like that, but I just can't get past this," I said, shaking my head, at a loss for words.

I glanced at my phone and sighed. "Anyway, I need to go to work." I stared at her for a few seconds before turning to leave.

"I'm sorry for everything," Selena mumbled from behind me. The words stung, but I did not look back.

Instead of going to work that day, I bought several bottles of liquor and went home after requesting a week off. I knew I was throwing away my perfect attendance bonus and a week's salary, but I did not care about the financial hit.

That night, I drank eight bottles straight, one after another, until my stomach was on fire and my gut was

in a blur-three days of drinking myself into oblivion, followed by three days of confused,

end it all a few times, thinking if this was what life had come to, what was the point? On the last day, I finally snapped out of it. I found an old photo of myself when I was younger and looked at my phone, where a bucket list I had once written stared

I wanted to live. So, I shaved off my scruffy beard, changed

...

my colleagues saw me,

two weeks. Is the stress getting to you? Don't worry too much. This too

was doing. After deciding on divorce, I deleted all her contact information