You dated a man, a man you so deeply loved. Sebastian. You met him three years ago, and ever since then, you started dating. He was a nice man, always tending to your wants and needs.

However, your parents, always so practical, forced you to break up with him. They were well-off, and with their power, they could do what they wanted.

Sebastian, he wasn't a well-off man, he was a lonely man too. But, in order not to hurt him and get him in danger, you broke up with him, unknown to his true background.

It's been a year since you broke up with him, you were at a bar, drinking away all your sorrows. How long has it been? You haven't once moved on from Sebastian.

The last thing you remembered was fainting and waking up in someone's lap. His hand gently caressing you as he drank more and more.

Abruptly, you sat up, only to see Sebastian right there. Dark under eyes, red eyes, pale complexion.

"Are you sober?"