Chapter 172: Rock Bottom

Carter Anderson fell out of bed, stumbling towards his bathroom and kicking a beer bottle that was on the floor. He cursed under his breath and walked over to slam his hands down on the sink. He peered up into the mirror and gazed into his shadowed eyes. His auburn hair was a mess and still short after he had cut it all off in an act of passion. He didn't want to be reminded of his ex-wife, Ariana Adams. Anything that reminded him of her, he had gotten rid of. Everything except his dog, Lucky, who was currently nudging her wet nose against his thigh.

He gripped his hair and let himself sink to the floor, finding a bottle of whiskey and uncorking it. He brought it to his lips, as Lucky wedged her nose beneath his arm to try and grab his attention. He groaned and coughed, setting the bottle back down. He had lost everything. Ariana, the kids, everything. The only thing left was his restaurant and his company, but even those weren't doing too hot with him in this condition.