73 Drunk confessions

Abby's heart ached at the sheer magnitude of Remo's pain, the scars of his past etched into every word he spoke. And yet, amidst the darkness, there flickered a glimmer of hope, a chance for redemption and healing.

"I started getting into the mafia business," Remo continued, his voice tinged with a mixture of regret and resignation. "Started killing... and I realized I liked it. The thrill it gave me, it numbed the pain for a while."

Abby recoiled at the revelation, her eyes widening in disbelief at the stark admission. The weight of Remo's words hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over their fragile bond.

But as Remo spoke of his journey towards sobriety and redemption, Abby found herself clinging to the flicker of hope that burned within him. "And when I finally sobered up, and I was about to investigate..." Remo's voice faltered, his words trailing off as a shadow of uncertainty crossed his features.