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Grayson stood in the doorway, staring at me with wide, stunned eyes, as though he'd just seen a ghost.

"It's been a while. Where have you been? I've been looking for you," he said, his voice quiet but full of

urgency.

I froze, completely taken aback. "You... you've been looking for me?"

To make sure I wasn't imagining things, I pinched my arm.

The sharp sting made me hiss, and I realized this wasn't a dream-Grayson was actually standing in front of me.

Emotion surged through me, and I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes. For weeks, I had searched for him, desperate for his help. And now, just when I was starting to lose hope, he had appeared. A wave of relief and renewed hope washed over me, and I couldn't help but smile.

As I stood there, overwhelmed, Grayson began to walk toward me. But his drunken, unsteady steps caused him to stumble into a chair, banging his leg against it.

I immediately dropped my apron and rushed to his side. "Grayson, are you okay?"

I asked, reaching out to steady him by the arm.

I got closer, I noticed the smell of alcohol on him. His

bloodshot, and his movements

down," I said, pulling

the seat with a groan. "What

Why are you drunk?" I asked, my

respond immediately, only rubbing his forehead and shutting

block out the world.

asked

and unfocused. After a long

it's me," I replied, taking a seat in

here?" he asked, his voice low

work at this coffee shop," I

out a heavy sigh and leaned back in his chair. His

hadn't had proper

drunk. Don't mind me,"

okay, Grayson," I reassured

table, his whole body seeming to sag as though the weight of the world was on

him to this state.

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