Epilogue

"Four years." Ried sat beside me on the stool at the counter area of his bar. "You still think about her?"

I raised my shot glass in front of his face before taking the shot. I ordered a bottle of Tequila to the bartender.

"Who's her?" I asked before taking another shot.

Ried laughed. "Still bitter huh."

"What are you talking about, dude?" I shook my head before taking another shot.

Drinking alcohol in Ried's bar have been my hobby since then. I would often get drunk, just so I would feel numb.

"You still thinking about her?"

I gripped on the shot glass. "No, I don't. I'm busy with my life so why would I ever think about her? No fucking way."

Ried laughed again. "You're fooling yourself."

"Fuck off!" I shook my head as I took another shot.

My throat was already immune to tequila that I don't need any lemon or whatever bullshit chaser people normally used.

"Goodluck with your life, dude! I hope you find the right woman for you." Ried tapped my shoulder.

"Fuck off!"

He chuckled teasin