Elijah
I quickly get out of the taxi and pay the driver. Unfortunately, it took me quite a while to find out where Tessa is at the moment, but it's worth it. When I stare through the windows of the bar where my taxi stopped, I can already see Tessa. However, her condition frightens me and I regret having allowed her to leave at all. I should have stopped her and looked after her.
I step into the bar and move purposefully in the direction of my stepsister. She has supported her head in her hands and seems unable to hold it upright without these supports. In front of her are some empty glasses. I really have to fight with myself not to hit my forehead with my flat hand. What was she thinking?
When I reach her, I let myself fall on a bar stool next to her and look at her inquiringly. Sever
