Chapter 1391

Mason slowly blinked his eyes open, the edges reddened from too much booze, and staggered as he tried to stand.

But then his phone rang-it was Brielle.

Lewis, ever the helpful friend, hit the answer button and held the phone to Mason's ear.

But Mason couldn't get a word out, so Lewis took the phone himself.

"Hey, Mason's at an alumni gathering and might've indulged a bit too much. Need something?"

It was noon for Brielle, and after her call with Tiffanie, she couldn't shake off a feeling of unease, especially knowing Mason wasn't himself. She had to call again.

"Hi, this is Brielle. Did he bring anyone with him?"

Lewis looked around-no sign of anyone else.

"Nope, he came alone."

"Could you make sure he gets home? He recently went through a breakup and might not be handling it well."

that

In college, sure, girls were interested, but he was too buried in his data analysis to care. Now, drowning his sorrows over a

Mason was with

earlier that day, the one with

puckering up for a kiss

photo sharply contrasted with

decided to take him to his own

hospital

managed to get cigarettes from another patient

sighed, familiar with patients wanting to give up, but this level of despair was new to

Lewis, she's insisting

injuries, her wrist, and the

claims it

She clearly didn't care about

was the reason behind Mason's heartache,

outsider, a doctor, unable to

let her be. I've offered my advice; if she doesn't

had no choice but to watch

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