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WAXING CRESCENT-CHAPTER SEVENTY SEVEN

We strolled down the street together, taking in the sights. Out of the blue, he reached for my hand, catching me off guard. As we passed by my usual store, I felt drawn to the array of alcoholic beverages on display, my throat craving a sip.

"Zach, do you know why my doctor warned me about alcohol?" I inquired.

"No, I have no clue," he replied.

"I struggle with alcohol... I'm addicted... and right now, I just wish I could drown my sorrows in a bottle until they disappear," I confessed.

He halted, gently turning my face to meet his gaze. "Are you in pain?" he asked.

I let out a sigh and resumed walking, with him following closely. "Do you know why I take that pill? I suffer from tremors and anxiety when I'm scared or anxious," he revealed.

"Stop beating around the bush, Jolaade. Just tell me," he urged.

"Would you mind if we stopped over there?" I gestured towards a nearby restaurant, suggesting we grab a bite to eat and chat.

He agreed, and we secured a private table at the re
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