CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
SEBASTIAN’S POV
I barely noticed the cars pass me by and the impatient honking of drivers didn’t bother me even for a second. I was too holed up in my feelings wondering why I cared so much that Ares didn’t want me. How could he suddenly say that those signs were mistakes? Why had I thought my life was already at its worst? Was there something wrong with me that makes people I care about not want to stick with me? Was there something repulsive about me that I had no idea about? Where was I supposed to go at two forty-five in the morning? Lizzy’s apartment that was too huge, dark and lonely for me and my thoughts? Or should I probably hit the party back and hopefully rejuvenate my earlier party mood with a few shots of some expensive booze I’d never know the name of?
