"You have a drinking problem?" "It wasn't just a problem. It was an addiction," he didn't meet my gaze. And I didn't know what to say. It's not like I could say anything. Whatever I was to say would just not be right. He had suffered through addiction, and I blamed him for it all. "I had no idea. I'm sorry," "It's not like I made it easy for you. It was a problem that I had to deal with on my own. Not even my family knows," he says. Aria didn't know. If she had known, she would have said something. But no one was there to help him through any of it. I couldn't imagine how hard it must have been. He would come back extremely late when I lived with him, and I knew he was drinking. I could smell it all over him, but I always assumed he was spending his time with another woman part

