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Reception Part 2

"Are you sure?"

I smiled at Liam and nodded, still feeling my eyes sting with tears and my throat ache.

"Yup."

"You...you said you don't drink. Is it...are you an alcoholic?"

I laughed at his concern and shook my head. "No. My mom was. I just have a fear of becoming her. One drink won't hurt." I looked up at his worried olive eyes and he nodded.

"Alright. Let's go."

He turned us around from my table and led us to the bar. It was small and manned by two people who seemed swamped. But two shots wouldn't hurt them.

"What do you like?" He asked as he stepped up to the bar. I shrugged and looked at the options.

"Whiskey. It's what my mom always had."

"Okay."

He ordered us a couple of shots and handed me one. I looked down at the amber liquid and closed my eyes. I downed it all in one go and grimaced at the taste.

"Ugh." The warmth of the alcohol traveled down to my empty stomach. Liam watc
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