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yes open. It felt as though the weight

from the car and with an unsteady gait, followed Madison into the house, his head pounding furiously every inch of th

soon as he entered the house and plopped himself onto the first sofa that he saw. It was ve

dults. Don't worry though, I'm not about to jump you in your drunken state. I might jum

" Ethan mumbled and the

She decided against it though. He looked very comfortable where he was, so she would just leave him there.

but he never seemed to notice her. His place of work was close to hers, and she saw him often at a restaurant that was close to their offices. From

e stared down at his sleeping form. He was so handsome, and sh

adison, or something like that to her house. As he thought about this, he sat up with the slowness of an old man whose back had carried his weight and the weight of his problems over decades. He wasn't feeling as bad as he deserved after all that he had drunk, and he supposed that he should be grateful for that fact. Shaking his head a little, he looked arou

orning." She sang, al

cially with the state that I was in. I'm so sorry for how the night went. I was battling some issues and I guess I got carried away." He did not add that he always got carried away

r Ethan whose fiancée had died so horribly in that awful motor accident just two weeks to their wedding.' Ethan hated that look with passion. What did she think? That he was an alcoholic who d