Chapter 102

"David…" Marina's voice was low, almost trembling, as she stood near the entrance of the living room. She had followed him all the way from the gala to his house, barely able to keep up with his long, restless strides. He hadn't said a single word since Lily left. Not a single look, not a single explanation. Now, inside his house, David went straight to the bar. He loosened his tie harshly, threw it on the counter, and reached for the bottle. Without even bothering with a glass at first, he tilted it back and swallowed a long gulp. His Adam's apple moved sharply as he drank, his jaw clenched, eyes heavy with something Marina couldn't name. She stood there frozen for a while, watching him. The way his shoulders slumped forward, the way his hand trembled just slightly when he poured the liquor into a glass. He looked broken. And it scared her. "David," she whispered again, taking a hesitant step forward. He ignored her. The only sound in the room was the sharp clink of glass against the