Far From Fine

Hadley’s POV

“Lessia.”

“I’m fine.”

She was not fine.

Not even close.

If anything, she was falling apart right in front of me and trying to smile through it like that somehow made it less obvious. She swayed on her stool and reached for another bottle of wine with all the determination of a woman making the worst possible choice on purpose. I leaned over and gently took it from her before she could