I am drunk, standing on a rooftop looking down and thinking back on my life. I am alone and I am depressed. My fiance has found love elsewhere and I am broke.
I gambled away my future, our future, and my ex-fiance wants stability. Something I once had, but no longer even know what stability means.
I am on the edge. Nothing in my life worth living for now. I owe bookies thousands and loan sharks want my head.
I pull the only photo I have of when I was happy from my wallet. It's a picture of us, smiling and embracing. We were on vacation in Paris. It's a photo from the day I proposed to her and she said yes.
So much has changed since then. I gambled away my business, my home, and my life.
I watch as the sun sets behind the mountains in the distance and the sky turns a blend of colors like fire in the sky. The beautiful purples and pinks and blues matched against the yellow, grey and red. The last pure beauty I would ever witness.
I finish off my bottle of whiskey and feel my head swoon. I turn...