He took a sip at first and let the bitterness sink in. Then he gulped the entire shot. At first, he struggled and then he forced himself to swallow it. It hit him hard and strong. He wanted to throw up and get over with it but he couldn’t. Deep inside he knew he didn’t deserve this punishment. It was his only way of taking it on himself and drowning his angst.The intense look was nothing but sadness. He was drunk and yet his mind could think of only one thing. How could she say so many lies and yet be unaffected?
He decided enough is enough and slowly started walking towards his home. He knew she would be in bed now and this was his best chance. As he reached the front door, he adjusted his jacket and pulled out a .38 revolver. He checked for the bullets and…
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