Roman's POV

"I don't know anymore, Damien. I honestly don't know what to do. No matter what angle I try to view it from, it just doesn't seem right." I rambled out as the waitress placed the bottle of whiskey on the table.

For an unknown reason, I felt guilty about doing something I didn't even know about.

The stupid feeling bloomed within me immediately. I dropped Sofie off at the house and caught a slight glance of her eyes which were glassy with suppressed tears.

No matter how much alcohol I consumed, I just couldn't shake the image off. It made my heart awfully heavy.

Damien waited until the...