”I have to…”

Those words ticked in Sam’s head like a clock. Belle always loved him, why stopping now?! He was confused. The woman he always supported, loved, cared for and helped had now broke up with him, and she didn’t go easy either. Sam dropped himself down on the bar’s stool, and ordered an hard, dark and bitter liquor to tryand forget it all. He kept repeating to himself something inaudible, probably cussing how easily he let Belle go…