Chapter 117

VICTOR

I stood at the window, hands shoved in my pockets, watching the sun sink into the bay. An old building sat out there in the distance— empty, abandoned and forgotten.

Kind of like me lately.

God, I was in a shit mood. I had been all week. If I didn’t pull myself together soon, Clara was going to drag me out of this funk whether I liked it or not.

Someone knocked.

“Yeah?” I called out without