Philippe POV

1 Week Later

I lost the only person that means the absolute world to me, over what? A selfish act for revenge I should probably kick myself in the fucking head right now. Only a heartless son of a bitch would do this, I absolutely hate myself for doing this. Rose meant everything to me she was the women I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, I would wait for her until eternity even if she is married to Niall.

I am stuck now in the same fucking bar for the past one week trying to numb my emotions and feelings, a lot of pretty women have approached me and I did have sex with them but they don’t mean shit to me. I have sex with other women to release my hurt to feel satisfaction for a short period of time, when the morning comes and the women goes I am stuck in the bed like a useless prick.

James: “Mate man stop getting drunk every fucking night you have to pick yourself backup, stop dwelling on the past and start moving on there is a lot of pretty and smart women around this…” I gave him one good punch on the face I was so mad and pissed off at him. He got back up and punched me we both had a fight until the security kicked out of the bar. “You clearly are fucking drunk go home by yourself you drunk asshole, because I am done cleaning after your mess.” As James walked away I was stuck walking around the streets don’t even know what is surrounding me, then a huge flash light struck me and the next thing that I knew I was down and out.

End Of POV

Notes

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