It was like a poison that you loved to drink again and again, without respite. You knew it was wrong, that you shouldn't take such risks. It was just another miserable night, but you couldn't help but want to do it again and again. You spent another evening at the bar, remembering the good and bad moments. You toasted the fallen, laughing and thanking God or some other devil for another day. You know it was too much. But that didn't stop you. You saw the way he looked at you when some strange guy asked you to dance. The music rang in your ears and the whole world spun and spun. He came closer to you with so much anger in his eyes, his arms around your hips as you laughed. It was such a dangerous game. But you gave up completely. He took you in his arms, spinning you around in a dance again and again. His sweet smile was like a treacherous temptation just like his mouth from which you heard lies. At one point he just took you home with him to keep you safe. He promised to take care of you, and you believed him. You spent that night together, and although you didn't remember much of it, you felt everything clearly. You woke up early in the morning with a severe headache. Last night's hangover was tearing apart your skull and every fiber in your body. You groaned heavily, rubbing your sleepy face with your hand. After taking a few deeper breaths, you shifted restlessly in the bed and looked around the room a bit before you noticed that he was lying next to you. He was naked, lying under the soft sheets next to you, his head on your shoulder. He smiled sweetly, his face radiant with such happiness. He narrowed his eyes as he moved closer to you and gave you the sweetest smile. Good morning, honey, did you sleep well?