Nicholson's POVStanding by the window, as I stared out into the open with a bottle of whiskey in hand, as I took slow deliberate gulps, I heard a knock on my door.I sighed, already knowing who was at the door, but I wasn't in the mood to see anyone or entertain any form of conversation.So, I chose to ignore it, hoping that Callum would finally take the hint and leave me alone, but he was stubborn as a horse, and Instead of leaving, he chose to invite himself in."I don't recall telling you to come in." I said, not bothering to look at him."Isn't it a bit early to be drinking?” Callum said, ignoring my earlier statement."I desperately need it." I replied, but minding that it was just a few minutes past 6 am. “What do you want?” I finally turned to look at him.Callum narrowed his eyes. "What's on your mind?” “Nothing,” I muttered. “Why are you here?” I asked irritatedly, as I wasn't in the mood for one of his lectures."This is about her isn't it?" He asked quietly."About who?"
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