“Isaac, what happened? Why are you in a bad mood?”

Isaac grabbed a glass and filled it with alcohol before handing it to him. “Drink with me.”

Forrest had a low alcohol tolerance.

However, he knew better than to refuse Isaac right now.

He sighed.

“ALL right.”

He took the glass as he sat down and clinked glasses with Isaac.

Forrest felt discomfort in his throat as soon as

your problems by drowning them in alcohol, you’ll be disappointed. The alcohol won’t do anything but make you feel more miserable,”

on the sofa, his collar opening to

blank eyes before asking, “You and Camila are friends, right?

Forrest froze.

What should he answer?

know who that

why you asked me to

Answer me,” Isaac interrupted

at a loss for what to

“Are you

Forrest hastened to explain, “It’s because even Mila doesn’t know

anything from you. I just really don’t

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