The people around Rachel kept pushing her to drink, refusing to take no for an answer. She forced a smile, discomfort gnawing at her as she reluctantly downed another glass."Well done! You really can hold your liquor, Rachel," Tyler Jones chuckled as he leered at her. "Here, let's toast to your future success!" He shuffled closer, his breath reeking of alcohol."Mr. Jones, I really can't drink anymore. I need to head home," Rachel protested as she backed away, feeling a little dizzy."Stop acting all high and mighty, Rachel. Once you're famous, you won't even look at us anymore, you know?""Exactly, Rachel. Show us some respect. Have one last drink—it'll be better for all of us," another voice urged.Rachel reluctantly drank another glass, her delicate figure swaying slightly. Even though her thoughts were hazy, she could tell something was wrong. When the others were distracted, she quickly sent a message to Caleb, asking him to come pick her up.Upon receiving Rachel's messa
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