Victor's eyes stared at the dim sky as his hands tightly held the vodka that he hadn't drunk for a long time. One, two, three sips he drank without a single pause. His cheeks were already slightly flushed, and his eyes became increasingly misty as he stared at the night sky full of stars.
Victor had always had trouble sleeping at night since Mia returned to Enzo's house. His nightmares returned when Mia was not beside him. His bed now felt cold without the girl by his side. Victor was in a worse condition than before. Without Mia, the man seemed to live in emptiness.
CLACK!
Victor didn't bother to turn around when someone opened the door to his room's balcony. The man was busy sipping the vodka in his hand until someone's hand stopped him from continuing to drink.
Victor glanced at Leon with furrowed brows before he still put down his bottle of alcohol without saying anything.