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While rummaging through her desk, Padma found incriminating evidence. It hurt worse this time because she"d been sober for almost half a year now.
She waited for her to arrive at her office with the whisky bottle on top of the desk.
Her wife smiled at her until she saw the bottle. "I can explain. It isn"t-"
"Don"t," she interrupted. "Several times, I asked you to be honest, but you hid this from me. How can I help you if you don"t ask for help?"
Sybill sobbed. Padma walked up to her and wrapped her arms around the older woman.