Harry’s POV

After sending Serena to the mall, I went straight home with a messy thought. I couldn't forget how I found her in that room, staring at the gigantic painting.

I was immediately angry and guilty and scared.

The picture of Serena looking at the painting made me feel so bad that I ended up drinking.

After I saw the painting again, the pain of losing them crept in my heart again, torturing me over and over.

Sitting on the floor while my eyes were focused on the painting, I was drinking to my heart’s content. I feel miserable again and guilt is making it even worse.

I shouldn't...