Viktor

THREE DAYS LATER

My mind had been in a haze for the past two days, starting from that day after I returned to an empty house. I locked myself in my room, reeling from the betrayal and everything. It didn't take long to grab the forgotten bottle of whiskey and in no time, I let myself drown.

I could have sworn I'd heard voices, Brienne's voice in particular alongside banging outside my door followed by shouting and words I couldn't process. It all became lost to the darkness ...