Chapter 32

Tyler POV

I stood by the window and looked out at Empire State Building beyond. The street was quite packed, filled with people roaming around Fifth Avenue and 23rd Street. Below, the sound of traffic drifted upward to the sixth floor, even with having the windows closed, I could still manage to hear the noise.

My hand reached for the Heineken sitting on the floor beside me. I raised the beer to my lips and tipped my head back as I swallowed hard, past the sudden constriction in my throat. “Fuck!” I cursed under my breath. I’d promised myself that I would not cry, that I would not regret anything. Yet again, saying something and actually doing it were two different things.

I raised the beer to my mouth and took a long drink, hoping that somehow alcohol would make me forget what I’d done. Or if it couldn’t, then hopefully I would be drunk e