Chapter 169 Zane Got A Visitor

• Zane POV::
• I don't know what day it is, the hours blend into eachother and I sleep when the bottle finishes and wake up to get more. All the windows are shuttered and all the lights stay off. I have a permanent migraine pounding in the back of my head. I know it is due to the constant drinking, but I can't stop. I wake up to the bottle and go to sleep with it. It helps me stay afloat. It keeps me numb and dulled. That way, I don't think about the fuck up my life is currently becoming. That way, I don't do anything I might regret, like driving to Daisy's place and strangling her in a blind rage. I can't believe she really went ahead and granted that interview with all the lies. She successfully went ahead with her delusions and shared it with the world just when the noise was dying down, she chose the perfect moment to stoke the fires.
• Matt Donovan warned me this would happen and it did and I can't come to terms with it. I can't seem to wrap my head around the falsehood of the whole thing. How could Daisy do this to me? But then the real question is why shouldn't she? It is Daisy afterall. I need to stop letting her surprise me. My inability to quit being surprised by my ex wife's actions and delusions has brought me nothing but pain, it is my downfall. This was exactly what she could have done. She saw an opportunity and she took it.