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Why am I making promises for shit I don’t even want? My phone lights up with some bullshit notification about a sale at the store where I bought my laptop. The backlight doesn’t do justice to the smile Piper is wearing on my lock screen. Damn it, I miss her already. I just want to see that smile aimed at me again. It’s pathetic how lonely I already feel. Grabbing the last shot, I hold the glass to my lips. “Do you think that’s a good idea?” I swallow it down and stare at Adam, approaching my table with two bottles of water and a large cup with condensation on the outside.

“Stop being mean to me! Stop being mean to me!” I break down in tears. My chest is stifling. It cannot contain my frustration. Why won't anything ever go my way? “Kael, what do I do?” Kael pats my back with an assuring look. “It's okay. This is not the end. You can still shift another full moon. Pull yourself together.” “What do I do? What do I do Kael…I'm so confused right now…” She sighs and without speaking another word, she just pulls me into her body. I stay there in her hands and my tears flow.

she continued, “I feel like I’m there because I’m obligated. Like, the family says it’s my turn to spend time with granddad, so I go out of duty. And when it becomes like that, it stops being fun real quick.” “Yeah, something like that,” he replied. “Almost like I keep doing this for no reason, except for some impossibly slim hope of winning. Yeah, it’s definitely a bummer playing this sometimes, especially today.” “Know what helps me when I feel like that?” “What’s that?” “Coffee and ice cream.” She giggled slightly as she gave her answer. “I know it sounds stupid,” she continued. “But I promise it’s awesome. Like, super duper comfort food. I’ll even show you the best spots, or my favorite

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She started dishing out my breakfast and Anna glared at her. "Well thank you. And yes, I will be going out today. I would be spending time with my friends, they want to have a shopping spree and I don't want to remain home," I answer and took a sip of my coffee. The hotness of it warmed my tongue, down to my throat, and soothed my body. It had been so long I had good coffee, and it wasn't just the black coffee. It was Mocha.

•Flashback• One day in Aahan's friend party. He was attend along with Sahana. She warned him to not touch alcohol because she hate that smell. But his cravings for drink couldn't stop him to drink it. He silently gulped a glass , he thought Sahana was unaware of it so he took the chance and gulped another glass ..Like this he made empty full bottle.

“That girl was a solution! You need to stop sabotaging this!” “The only solution I need is one that doesn’t make me want to claw my own eyes out. Next.” The last girl scurries out like she’d rather be anywhere but listening to our back-and-forths. For an agonizing long second, it’s just the two of us and the hum of Lewis Capaldi crooning “Someone You Loved” from the corner speaker. The irony isn’t lost on me.

As I turned to leave, I glanced back over my shoulder, "I'll be back later. If things go south, I might need something with a little more... kick." She grinned, waving her hand in a shooing motion, "Go get 'em, tiger. And remember, if all else fails, there's always whiskey." With a laugh, I pushed the door open and stepped out, fortified by caffeine and the joy of chatting with my best friend. The world felt just a touch lighter despite the challenges that awaited me.

But having the main culprit behind my condition constantly in my face tore at me in ways I couldn’t explain. I should try to get over it without the pills for once. I could totally do this. Just needed a distraction. Dropping the bottle on the nightstand, I picked up my phone, dialing his number. My thumb hovered over the screen before I hit the call button. “Hey, bestie.” Mike greeted. “Hi. I know it’s pretty early, but can we get drinks? I need to get high or something.” I blurted. Biting my nail, I waited for his answer, which felt like forever.

My body felt heavy, and a strange, metallic taste lingered in my mouth—the first sign of the morning sickness I had been trying to ignore for a week. I pulled on a silk robe and stepped into the hallway. The house was waking up. I could hear the muffled sounds of staff moving in the kitchen three floors below. I headed toward the library, hoping to find the guest list for the Charity Gala. I wanted to prove to Caspian that I could be the woman he needed—sophisticated, poised, and worthy of his name. As I approached the heavy mahogany doors of his study, I heard the sharp clink of a crystal decanter against a glass.