Chapter 61

While I tried to sleep and not wait for Reyhan , my mind wouldn’t stop conjuring disturbing thoughts. I glanced at the digital alarm clock on the nightstand; it would soon be midnight, and Reyhan had no sign of his whereabouts. I got out of bed and left the room; it was dark, and only the light from outside the balcony lit up the living room and living room. I walked in anxiously; then, I heard the sound of liquid pouring into a container from the direction of the bar. When I approached the bar to check if anyone was there, Reyhan sat at the bar counter with a half bottle of bourbon left and a shot glass filled with the damned drink. I looked at him with guilt; the smell of alcohol wafted from his direction, making me nauseous and a little dizzy. How much did he drink??! Was my fault this serious to make him drink and get drunk?? I twisted my fingers in front of my body, this guilt slowly killing me. “I’m sorry,” I said tremblingly; I didn’t mean to hurt him. Silence stretched between us, torturing me so much; I hated him for being silent like this.