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Chapter 21

"Gimme more," the words left my depressed lips and with every shot that shimmered down my throat, the heavier my heart replied. People said that alcohol was able to make me forget about my problems but the truth was that it made me see my problems In front of me.

"Tell me what it is beautiful, you've had enough shots for tonight,"

"Go away," I replied drunkenly, not sparing the man who had just taken a seat beside me a glance.

"More," I dropped the glass and the next thing I knew, the glass had disappeared.

"Hey, bartender, what's wrong, where's my glass?" I asked, opening my eyes which were closing on their own accord. I wasn't sleepy, just tipsy.

"It's with the man next to you," the boy replied, working on the drink for the other person.

I scoffed angrily, rolling my eyes as to why people wouldn't mind their business.

"Man next to me, gimme back my glass," the funny thing was that I didn't even know what I was saying.

"Okay darling," he handed the shot back to me but one way or the
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