The Drink

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The restaurant was close to their house. They sat at a more distant table. After ordering, the waiter offered wine. Helena closed her eyes without realizing it. Even though the experiences when Estefano drank had been good, this was the only thing that still unsettled her. This did not go unnoticed by him. "Bring a 100% grape juice." He wouldn't let her feel insecure about him, not without truly understanding the reason. He waited for the waiter to walk away. "We'll talk about this at home." Helena was tense. She had never told him what really happened when her late husband drank. But Estefano wouldn't accept half-truths. Before the food arrived, she went to the bathroom, needing to wash her face. When she returned, she noticed Estefano twisting his hair and looking for something

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