Can’t Win Me Back

Silas was retching by the restroom basin, heaving all the tequila he'd drunk out from his stomach.

His alcohol tolerance was the lowest among his siblings. Usually, he could barely manage a sip of

tequila.

Yet even after Silas had retched everything out, his mind was still heavy and throat burning as if

doused with acid.

"Look at yourself, Silas... Why are you still so worked up over her? She clearly doesn't care about you

at all," he mumbled to himself.

Silas splashed his face with some cold water and combed his fringe back with his hands. Even in such

a dire state, he was still remarkably handsome.

"I really am working myself up too much over this." Silas gently massaged his temples, unable to stop

feeling frustrated.

door, he bumped right into

"Ah!" Rose gasped.

high heels that night, so her

still somewhat drunk, his speed was still exceptional. He swiftly wrapped

Rose and pushed her back up to

met as their bodies pressed closed against one

recalled the deep kiss that he'd

hadn't gotten over that

he didn't want to let go of

looked anxious. She instinctively pressed

are you ignoring me?" Silas was usually a straightforward man.

he'd been holding back tonight, were finally blurted out.

each other already? Or are you just

I forget?" Rose's fingers curled slightly on Silas' chest as she

son in the

you ignoring

didn't bother to." Rose's