Chapter 87

Despite the acceleration of her heartbeat she still walked into the room. The stench of vomit and alcohol crept into her nostrils.

"Luca?" she called but did not receive an answer. She placed the tray on drawer and looked around for him but he was nowhere there. Aurora stared at the bottles at the side of the bed. She didn't want to count but she was sure it was up to ten. Did he drink himself to stupor? She panicked as she opened the bathroom door and peeped in.

Luca was bent over the basin, his muscular body seemed as if it would give way and fall any moment. She rushed back to the room and grabbed a glass of water and returned to the bathroom.

She went in front of him and held his face.

"Here, have a drink." she pushed the glass of water to his mouth and he only had little before he spat out the rest. Breathing heavily and still rooted in the hangover, he knew who it was beside him. Even though she was trying to help, it only rekindled the anger he had downed with alcohol. Seeing