Diego's POV

I gazed towards the window and darkness had covered everywhere. I dropped the bottle of wine I held on the floor beside me and stood up from the sofa. I reeked of alcohol and it was evident.

As I tried to move, I staggered back, holding the sofa for support. Then, I staggered to the door and left the room.

As I strolled in the passageway, I reached Adriana's room door and stopped. I couldn't hear any sound coming from the room. “Has she slept?” I wondered.

I slowly ...