Chapter 84
- Warwick's POV
- As I pushed open the private room door and saw the bottles on the table, I couldn't help but chuckle, "Come on. Getting drunk to drown your sorrows? That's not something I'd expect from you!"
- Marsh always seemed indifferent and detached, not easily stirred by emotions. I had known him for so many years, and I had never actually seen him drown his sorrows in alcohol.