Chapter 38: Doubts.

Eric's Pov Lizzie and Rose were sitting at the bar, laughing and talking over their third round of drinks. The bartender had long since given up trying to keep track of their tab. They were in their own little world, oblivious to the noise and chaos of the bar around them. I wanted to talk to Rose, but she was acting like I wasn't in existence or that she didn't see me. A thought crossed my head, consoling me. "What's on your mind?" I heard Charlie ask. "My ex-wife is here," I said, running my hand through my hair. "So," he said, looking like he didn't see a problem with that. "Or is there something I need to know?" he said, looking as curious as ever. "Can you tell me why you brought me here?" I said, still holding on to my first glass of wine. Getting drunk wasn't as appealing as it sounded after seeing Rose here. "I think I know..." "The person that leaked the pictures," I said, cutting him off. "You have said that before; just go straight to t