The alcohol was thick on my brain, fogging my surroundings. The wedding and guest falling to the background of my focus. The taste of the last shot lingering in the back of my throat. The sound of the thumping bass vibrates around me. I turn my head and my eyes find him at the bar. He smiles and my heart beats a little faster as I feel my smile spread across my face. Eight very good months with Josh. He had invited me to...