Chapter 68

Vladimir

The scent of my clean, crisp shirt didn’t in any way douse the heavy feeling of bitterness that I’d been carrying since the whole wedding debacle.

I kept parading around with a deep urge to just snap, destroy things or maybe someone’s head. It wouldn’t do much, but I’d be pretty wasted by the time I was done.

“Hi, you didn’t look like you were going to come back after what happened yesterday. I missed you,” Marian chirped as if she wasn’t aware of the mess she'd created yesterday.

She’d caused me my love-life which summed up to seventy percent of my entire life, yet, I was...