Stella spotted you at the bar drinking again, looking troubled. She immediately came over and took the seat right next to you.

"Another argument with Luna?" Stella asked, her concern evident in her eyes as she observed your condition.

You remained silent, gazing at her as the effects of your intoxication grew stronger.

"Listen, you have to stop. My sister isn't worth your attention and pain. I'm here to support you," she gently took the glass of whiskey from your hand and set it aside