Chapter 68

“Ethan!” Georgia burst into my room. I took a sip of whisky and looked up. “I thought you were going back to Drogomor.” “What I do is none of your business! Talon told me—how much did you f*cking drink?” “Do you need me for anything?” “I need you to stop all the crap you’re doing, okay?” she said bluntly. “There’s a war out there, and you…” “I what? I didn’t miss any report. I didn’t make any irrational decisions. I’ve been handling every responsibility just fine. So would you people just leave me alone?!” She looked at me quietly for a moment. I thought she would curse, but instead, she said calmly, “Ethan, she’s gone. Just let her go peacefully.” My narrowed eyes snapped open. Fury rushed through me. Not at her, but at myself. “What do you know?! Enough!” I roared. She would never understand. I was the cause of Rosalie’s death. How could I let go of that?! Georgia sneered. “I know that she’s gone, and you need to move on! Look at you, what a f*cking mess you are!” “Watch how you spea