SOMEDAY, I'LL BE GONE

Chapter 45 (1.3)

~ Heartbreak ~

Lervin de Cervantes's POV

I grab the bottle of wine and I throw it on the wall. The sound of the breakage could be heard in our room.

"F*ck, Lervin!" Cervin calls me swearing and they are still in a hurry to approach me.

I just stumbled on the floor at the foot of Art and I's bed.

Until now, I still don’t p-accept. Just a week ago since the day we got married for real.

And in just one week I did nothing but drink alcohol and tried to commit suicide a few times but my friends were always...