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LIAM'S POV "What the hell, Liam! You're f*****g drunk again? I can't believe you!" Angelie yelled as soon as I enter the house. I walked groggily inside, not bothering to answer her or throw a glance at her. I'm so sick of her! I'm so sick of seeing her face, hearing her high-pitch tone, and smelling her strong perfume. I sighed, and looked away. Damn, I miss Audrey so much. I blinked the tears away. It's been five years, and yet, I still can't forget her. It's been five f*****g years, and yet, I still cry whenever I remember all the pain I inflicted in her. Her face is still vivid in my mind and everytime I see her crying face, my heart aches. It may be too late, but I regret everything that happened. It's true what they say, you only get to realize a person's importance once they're