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.

had worn high heels that night, so her body rocked

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

her back

their bodies

breathing quickened. He recalled the deep kiss that he'd had with Rose,

gotten over

he didn't want to let

me go now?" Rose looked anxious. She instinctively pressed a hand on Silas'

usually

been holding back tonight, were finally blurted out. "Don't

already? Or are you just

forget?" Rose's fingers curled slightly on Silas' chest as she tried to calm

the second son in

you ignoring me?"

didn't bother to." Rose's eyes were