Grayson

After having a huge fight with Christine—one where I probably said shit I can't take back—I pull up to a bar on the outskirts of town. 

I just want to drink until I can't fucking think anymore. Until I can't fucking feel anymore. Until the burn of whiskey drowns out the rage boiling inside me. 

How the fuck did everything fall apart?

First, Christine lying straight to my face, like I'm not her fucking husband. Then Alyssa—my baby sister—fucking King, ...