"Dr. Rhys is right. You really really shouldn't drink," Grace said earnestly. "You're already not thinking straight without alcohol. Who knows what'll happen if you do drink?"

"Faith, I know I'm wrong. Please talk to him and let me have just one drink." Alicia clung to Grace's arm and pleaded. She craved alcohol so much that even a day without it made her feel restless.

"Come on, Alicia. Just hang in there for a few more days. Dr. Rhys is doing this for your own good," Aurora said with a smile.

"What? I still have to endure a few more days!" Alicia's face fell, and she slumped over the table, looking defeated. "How am I supposed to survive without a drink? This is torture!"

"It's okay. If you can't drink, I'll do it for you," Fenley said with a slight smile. He took her glass and downed it in one gulp.

"Fenley! You—" Alicia pouted and was on the verge of crying. She felt like everyone around her was ganging up on her.

"Miss, it's just a drink. Let me buy you one," came a deep, re