Jeff’s POVPeople thought I had everything … they always thought that. As far as they were concerned, I was Jeff Wilson after all.I had money, power, and status, as well as all the other things that a lot of people dreamt of having. The truth, however, was that I didn’t ask for any of this. It was all thrust upon me without my consent, and now I’m stuck with it.From the outside, my life probably looked enviable and perfect. However, I wasn’t happy. Far from it, in fact. I had now gotten to a point where the same lifestyle I hated had suddenly become my escape from my reality.Each day, after the hustle and bustle of the day, I went home, sat alone in my massive house at night, with the lights dim and the silence thick enough to drive me crazy.Then, when I was sufficiently tired, I would retire to bed and toss and turn until I fell asleep, after which I'd wake up the next day, only to do it all over again.Tonight was no different. The glass of whiskey that I poured over twenty minu
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