Chapter 69 Reflections

• Andrew
• I took one drink after another, trying to bury my frustration. It wasn't the first time I saw her leave that way, and it deeply bothered me. Even with all the problems we were facing, I shouldn't lose sight of her.
• My eyes frequently sought out Abigail, something that deeply bothered me as well. I tried to convince myself that the fact that she was friends with Beatrice and might have a clue about her whereabouts was the real reason for my insistence on searching for her with my gaze. But these thoughts were dangerous and wrong. I was dating Beatrice, and regardless of the disagreements between us, I owed her respect.