As the days turned into weeks following Nicole’s funeral, Brenna and I found solace in each other’s company. She was the calm in my storm, the soothing presence that brought a sense of peace and stability to my chaotic life. But deep inside, I still felt like a candle flickering and burning out, teetering on the edge of darkness. Our evenings together were filled with laughter and heartfelt conversations, as we tried to navigate the rough waters of grief that had unexpectedly washed over us. But even in the warm embrace of Brenna’s love, the pain of Nicole’s death remained a fresh wound, gnawing at my very core. As the days passed, I found it increasingly difficult to go without drinking. The numbing effects of alcohol offered temporary relief from the whirlwind of emotions that threatened to consume me. The more I drank, the more I felt detached from reality and the people I cared about, including Storm. Storm and I had once been inseparable, our bond forged through shared dreams and a relentless pursuit of success in the entertainment industry. But as my drinking spiraled out of control, I could feel our relationship growing more distant by the day. The cold truth was that I couldn’t effectively progress my career while constantly drowning my sorrows, and the person I would become with every drink drove me further away from the person that people had grown to love.
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