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CHAPTER EIGHT
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Nysaa had finally made it to the bar, a dimly lit establishment with a rustic charm. The soft glow of pendant lights hung over the bar area, casting a warm hue that bathed the polished wooden counter in an inviting radiance. Old leather stools lined the bar, and a mirror-backed wall was adorned with various bottles of liquor, glistening in the subdued lighting.She took a seat at the bar, leaning against the smooth wood. The bartender, a middle-aged man with a salt-and-pepper beard, looked her way, his eyes glinting with curiosity. The faint hum of conversation and clinking glasses filled the air, creating a comforting buzz of background noise."What can I get you?" the bartender asked, his tone a mix of professionalism and friendliness.Nysaa's lips curled into a sardonic smile as she leaned in slightly closer to the bartender. "I need something strong. Give me a double shot of whiskey, and leave the bottle."He raised an eyebrow at her request, clearly impressed by her boldness. "
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Nysaa nibbled on a piece of bacon, her head still throbbing as she wrestled with the embarrassment of her drunken escapade. She couldn't shake the guilt and regret, especially when the thought of her lost job at the community center crept into her hazy mind. Dr. Ruiz, ever observant, noticed the unease in her eyes as she watched Nysaa.As Nysaa glanced up and locked eyes with her therapist, Dr. Ruiz tilted her head slightly, concern etched in her features."Nysaa, something's bothering you. I can see it. You can talk to me."Nysaa's shoulders slumped, and her voice was heavy with regret. "I lost my job, Dr. Ruiz," she admitted. "I went out last night because I couldn't handle the thought of it. The stress just got to me."Dr. Ruiz's expression softened, and she reached out to gently place her hand over Nysaa's. "I'm sorry to hear that, Nysaa. It must have been a tough blow. We'll work through this together."But even as Nysaa nodded, another thought occupied her mind. She still had
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