Chapter 73 (Drunk)

• "It's okay, Sebastian, it's fine," I comfortingly pat his shoulder. "I understand the fear, and hey, you've learned from your mistake."
• "Sniffing, he buried his face on my shoulder, 'I miss him, I miss our friendship...'" I consoled him, feeling the weight of his words. "His jokes, I miss him a lot," he continued, his emotions raw and palpable in the air.
• Swallowing hard, I fought back the tears, a heavy silence enveloping us. "Where is she now?" I inquired softly, the question lingering in the air.