Chapter 170: Shot Of Clarity

Drowned in the river of his sorrow and emotional pain, Owen found his solace in alcohol. “How could Eleanor not feel the sincerity of his love all these years? He was stuck between her and Levi all the time without her even giving him a chance!” What wickedness, he thought. He gulped down another glass of wine and felt a sharp pain in his head, but it didn't matter as long as he could be temporarily distracted. The lighting in the bar was blue at first; then, he started to think it was white. “Interesting, now I'm even illusions; what could be worse?” Owen thought as he continued drinking. “Not a good place to hallucinate though!” Someone said right behind him causing him to slowly look behind. He looked intently at the person like he had seen an apparition. “Evenly!” he blurted out after looking at her for a while. “If you wanted to drink this much, why not stay at home and make a mess of yourself?” Evenly asked, apparently disgusted at his appearance. Or, maybe there was anot