Chapter Thirty Nine

Justin’s POV

I could feel the weight of my misery hanging over me like a dark cloud. It was supposed to be my bachelor party, a night of celebration and revelry. But instead, I found myself unable to enjoy the company of the ladies like the other guys. The mere thought of their touch made me cringe.

If it weren't for the fact that Ayva was at Bella's bachelorette party, I wouldn't have even bothered showing up. It had been six days since Ayva had left my house, and in that time, I had purposely avoided any contact with her. I was furious with her for agreeing to be Bella's bridesmaid, despite my heartfelt pleas for her not to. She had called me after making that decision, but I had stubbornly ignored every one of her calls. And now, every fiber of my being ached for her presence.

I tilted my head back, downing the last of my drink in a desperate attempt to drown out the thoughts of Ayva. The alcohol burned my throat, but it offered no solace.

Suddenly, a scantily dressed woman approach