Victor's POV
She didn’t take the flowers.
Selene walked right past the rose petals, past the lilies in my hand, and turned her back on me… like I was nothing.
I had picked every single flower of that damn bouquet myself. White lilies. Her favourite. The same ones from our first date. And she just... rejected it. Like all of it meant nothing.
I stood there like a fool with petals falling around my boots and the wind whispering reminders of everything I had lost. Of everything I destroyed.
When I finally turned around, I walked straight to the wine cellar. I didn’t stop at one bottle. I didn’t even stop at two.
By the time I made it to my study, I was already feeling lightheaded. My chest burned, my eyes stung, and I hated myself more with every damn sip.
"She used to smile when I b
