CHAPTER 41 A Possessed Man

  [Eli’s POV]

  The room around me spun, mixing together like some melting mural that was attempting to reshape itself. However, no matter how many times I blinked, it didn’t seem to stop. Instead, it continued to fade in and out as pangs of pain shot through me.

  Since Armon and Moyra left, I had remained locked up in my office, drinking away the pain that was threatening to drown me. At the very least, if I drowned my emotions, I wouldn't have to deal with them. I could just try to pretend that it didn’t exist for the time being. When tomorrow came, I would face it, but I could forget about it for a bit, right?

  Second best. I was second best, and once again I was left to be the one to hurt. I wasn’t sure if this was some kind of sign, but by this point I was becoming convinced that I was meant for nothing more than pain and suffering.

  Letting out a self-deprecating laugh, I brought my half-full glass to my lips and finished off the burning liquid that was left within.