Autumn
Taking a seat across from him, I watched as he struggled to compose himself, his hands gripping the edge of his desk as if anchoring himself to reality.
"Why are you drinking so much..." I stammered, my words faltering in the face of his anguish. "I mean, I know... I'm sorry, but this is just... bad-" I trailed off, unable to find the right words to convey my concern.
Ethan shook his head, cutting off my feeble attempts at consolation. "It's just..." he began, his voice catching in his throat as tears welled in his eyes. "It's all freaking coming back," he confessed. I watched in silence, my heart aching for him.
As Ethan's pain spilled out in waves of anguish, my heart went out to him, "W- What?" I murmured, my voice a gentle prompt.
"Everything that happened when
