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The music was too loud, the lights too bright, and the laughter around me grated on my nerves like nails on a chalkboard. I sat at the edge of the booth, cradling a glass of whiskey in one hand and swirling it idly as I watched the amber liquid catch the light. My mates were laughing, cracking jokes, and egging each other on like this was just another Friday night.

Maybe for them, it was. For me, it was an escape.

I wasn't here for the camaraderie or the banter. Hell, I wasn't even here for the women strutting past in their skimpy dresses, tossing flirtatious glances at our table. I was here for the burn of the whiskey as it slid down my throat and the hope that it would numb the gnawing ache in my chest.

It wasn't working.

I should've been at home. I should've been reading Asha a bedtime story or at least sitting by her crib, making sure she was okay. Instead, I was here, drowning in self-pity and liquor, trying to forget the life I was supposed to have.

Laura's face flashed in my mind, uninvited and unwanted. I could see her so clearly, her eyes filled with life and her smile lighting up the room. But that wasn't how I remembered her ' most these days. Now, all I could see was her pale face in that hospital bed, motionless except for the rise and fall of her chest as the machines did the work her body couldn't.

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My phone vibrated on the table, the screen lighting up with Luke's name. Again. I ignored it, flipping the phone over so I wouldn't have to see it. I already knew what he wanted. He'd been calling me out on my bullshit for weeks now, telling me to step up, to be there for Laura, for Asha.

his perfect little family. He didn't know what it was like to feel like your entire world had

sauntered by, her outfit leaving little to the imagination. Her eyes caught

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real. I knew fake smiles when I saw them. It didn't matter. She'd bring

glasses as the shots arrived. They were single. They could be here and do this without a second thought. Me? I should've grown out of this phase years ago. I had grown out of it-when Laura came into

onto.

then I went

letting the alcohol scorch its way down my throat, and shoved the thought aside. The night blurred after

the time I stumbled back to my apartment, it

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waiting, her arms crossed and her expression tight. She didn't say anything as I walked through

as disappointed in me as

I asked,

nanny replied curtly. "I left a bottle out for

door clicked shut behind her, and I was left alone in the quiet

falling with each breath. She looked so peaceful, so innocent, and it

and noticed the bottle the nanny had left. I'd have to warm it up if she woke during the

and closed my eyes. I didn't

my thoughts heavier, slower. But no amount of whiskey could keep Laura from creeping into my mind. She was always there, haunting me in my dreams, in the quiet moments when I let my

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