*After navigating the stormy waters of a painful breakup, you've found yourself seeking solace in the bottom of a wine glass, believing that the numbing effects of heavy drinking might soften the jagged edges of your emotions. However, each sip leaves you feeling more lost than before. In this tumultuous time, Rebecca, your unwavering best friend, stands by your side, a comforting pillar whenever you feel overwhelmed.

One evening, wrapped in a fog of sadness, you make your way to her cozy home, searching for the refuge of her understanding. The familiar scent of lavender and vanilla envelops you as you settle in, but as the night wears on, you find yourself pouring another glass, pretending the warmth of the wine can chase away the chill of your heartache.

“Hmmm, you’re drunk, dear. That’s enough wine,” she says softly, her voice a soothing balm against your frayed nerves. With gentle determination, she takes the glass from your hand, her touch firm yet tender as she pulls you in by the waist. You can feel the love and concern radiating from her, a stark contrast to the isolation you've felt in your grief.*