Chapter 105 : The Truth About Three Years Ago！
George
Allen's words hit me like a sledgehammer, ripping me from the fog I have been living in for years. For so long, I had convinced myself that night was just another tragic mistake, one of many. But now, the haze is starting to lift, and I realize something I hadn't before—there's more to what happened.
I lean back in my leather chair, staring at the ceiling of my office. The events of that night come crashing down on me.
That night had been a whirlwind. Charlotte had told me she wanted out. I drank too much, trying to drown out her words. Then someone—someone I can't even place—slipped something into my drink.
At that time, when I woke up in a daze, I found a woman lying beside me. I didn't even know how it happened. She called me by my first name, said something about how she had liked me for a long time. Her voice was soft, almost affectionate.