In the heart of downtown, the bar was alive with thumping beats and strobing lights that made your heart race and your eyes squint.

Back in the day, Jeffrey never thought twice about the chaos. The louder the music and the more blinding the lights, the more exhilarating it felt.

But things had changed.

Just a few drinks in, and he was already itching to leave.

His head ached, and his heart felt heavy.

Emerging from the restroom, Jeffrey spotted Wesley on the sofa, sandwiched between two blondes, raising an eyebrow at him, "Mr. Turner, seeing you here is like spotting a unicorn these days! Tied the knot and forgot all about your mates, have you?"

Grabbing his phone from the table, Jeffrey didn't even glance at it before stuffing it into his bomber jacket, "Got a daughter now, no time to think about you."

"Ouch, that cold, huh?" Wesley wasn't offended; instead, he burst into laughter. "You're totally whipped, aren't you? Looks like your lady has got you wrapped around her little finger!"

"Don't bring her up."

a glass

fighting?" Wesley leaned in,

but I feel like she doesn't really love me. She actually

that shocked

on love? Man, if I hadn't seen

in Eldorria City,

was the guy who changed women like he changed clothes, which was saying something because who really changes

now, here he was, agonizing over whether his

back, clearly annoyed. He sighed heavily, ready to leave. "I'm

quickly grabbed his arm, "You just got here, and we haven't even finished these bottles. You're really

don't like

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