16.

LOGAN

Fuck this. I'm starting to think Peter was right. In theory, the plan had a low chance of failure. As I thought of every loophole, I sorted out a solution, I got here being resolved to see it to the end.

But now, I feel stressed out, it's the buzzing in my throat presumably from the whiskey I just started downing.

Johnathan would be utterly disappointed at the sight. So much work, all for nothing.

All because of her.

Mia. Mia. Mia.

I listened to the liquid pour into the glass, I lingered from the rest of the team and their antics. I shouldn't have come here.

Mia is becoming an inconvenience. A spontaneous game piece and it's frustrating.

Callous and hypocritical. I came here to exact revenge like a sixteen-year-old but fell into the same pit as my predecessor did.

I can't justify what this was, but punishing Nick for something I find myself indulging in was insane. Abstinence shouldn't prickle my skin.

Not licking hers shouldn't scorch my insides. But it does.

I'm enjoy