Chapter 88 Midnight Blue

• Wine was a moderately decent solution, but when it came to drowning his remorse, Christopher Celis could only rely on the strongest whisky. He spent the entire Sunday locked in his apartment, trying to decipher what had led him there, to that moment when he had lost his best friend and hurt an innocent girl.
• The answer was simple: he was a damn miserable person. He had seen what he wanted to see in Mila. He liked her too much to accept it, so he had chosen to see the bad in her. But it was also his fault! Right? Why hadn't he just told her that she was blind? Why hadn't Charlie told him that he was gay? Why...?
• Although the truth was that all those "whys" no longer mattered, because they didn't change the fact that, as Charlie had rightly said, he had only slept with Mila with the intention of hurting her. And boy, had he done it!