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.

the door, he bumped right

"Ah!" Rose gasped.

heels that night, so her body rocked with the force and fell

drunk, his speed was still exceptional.

and pushed her back

their bodies pressed

breathing quickened. He recalled the deep kiss that

hadn't gotten

want to let

you. Let me go now?" Rose looked anxious. She instinctively

you ignoring me?" Silas was usually a straightforward man. With the addition of

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

Or are you just

curled slightly on Silas' chest as

could. "You're the second son in the Taylor family, Lyse's second

you ignoring

to." Rose's eyes were