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~Sabrina's POV
I sat there, my mind a mess, staring at the empty bottle of wine in front of me. I wasn't sure how many I had drunk. One bottle? Two? Maybe more. But I didn't care. The alcohol blurred everything, my thoughts, my emotions, and for a brief moment, it made everything easier to forget.
I should have known better. I shouldn't have let myself get this deep into my feelings for Alex. He'd told me to stay away from Bella, that she was his focus now, that there was nothing between us anymore. I hated the way those words stung. But what hurt the most was how easy it seemed for him to walk away.