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George's POV I was about to stop the waitress but she already walked away. "What the fvck is wrong with you?" I asked. "You'll thank me later. " Edward said, winking at me. I glared, furious at him. I needed something strong to calm the anxiety brewing within me and he just had to order water for me. Who does that? I opened my mouth to say something but decided against it. I should be angry at him, but in the long run, I guess I didn't have it in me. The waitress brought over the drinks and left. Edward chuckled as he moved the bottle of water to my side. I shook my head, taking a sip. I groaned as the chilling effect washed over me. I looked up to see Edward staring intently at me. "What?" I asked, taking another sip. "Isn't that better than any alcohol you could have t