He wants me to drink and break my sobriety. It’s not going to— Lily darts beside me with a high-pitched scream, steals the bottle out of my hands and chucks it at Scott. The bottle, still in the bag, makes a loud impact on the wall beside his head. He jumps back in surprise, the glass shattering and whiskey dripping down the wallpaper. I’m so stunned that I can hardly move. Did Lily just…yeah, she did. “Don’t you dare give him alcohol like it’s nothing,” Lily says. Scott grinds his teeth and flashes a pained smile, his lips twitching. Then he slams the door on his way out. It takes me a
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