Need to get her back

Taking a huge gulp of the bourbon directly from the bottle, Damien grimaced, setting the almost half-empty bottle on the table.

He swallowed hard, attempting to push back the pain in his throat from the burning of the liquid, but that didn't work.

He stood to his feet, running a hand through his already messy hair, before pacing the room.

The pain he was feeling wasn't entirely from the liquor he had just consumed.

It was because of her. Because of Ember...

"No," He muttered. "Her name shouldn't be mentioned."

He shook his head as well to clear the image of her that surfaced in his head along with her name, but it was futile. Instead, he got a bad headache.

Damien resumed pacing, walking to the window; he shot out his head, letting in a deep breath and letting it out.

Shutting his eyes momentarily, he snapped them open only after a second.

"What do you want from me?" he whispered.

"I let you go; what do you want from me?"

He had barely gotten a wink of sleep ever since she left.

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