Chapter 0243

"I will," I ran my fingers through my hair and plonked on the bed, feeling the soft mattress sink beneath me. The weight of the day's emotions pressed down on me and made even the simple act of sitting up feel like a monumental task.

"I just need time."

Clara's eyes softened with concern, but her voice remained firm.

"Well, you don't have that time," she started to pull me up gently but insistently. "Because I'm going to the club and you're coming with me."

I felt a surge of resistance well up inside me.

"No," I said definitely and started to pull away, my body tensing. "I'm not going anywhere."

The thought of facing a crowd, of pretending to be okay when my world had just shattered, seemed impossible.

"Please, Ana," Clara pleaded desperately. "I can't watch you go away like this. You're my best friend, and seeing you like this... it breaks my heart."

I sighed. "Just let me have this night. It's been four years!"

Clara shook her head, "Doesn't matter. Four years or four decades, cheating is cheating."

Clara- I started, but she cut me off.

“I'm sure he's probably still humping some other lady and you're here sulking pathetically." Her blunt words hit me like a slap, forcing me to confront the reality I was trying to avoid.

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probably right. The girl was in his house after all. He probably went back into her arms after

hand reaching out to

You should yo out there and have fun. Show yourself and him, that life goes on no

began to crumble. Maybe

a deep

makeup to hide the traces of tears and choosing an outfit that made me feel somewhat confident, I tried to push thoughts of him

the energy of it all. It wasn't such a bad idea though. In fact, I'm glad I am out here, I thought as Clara and I twerked to the song that came on, laughing like we had no care

the music seemed to be

round

giggled, her face

way to the bar area.

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everything feel slightly surreal.

the bar guy and told him my order,

a firm gruff voice

with a straight face,

looked away,

word. His mere presence screams trouble. Gangs fight, violence, gun fights, name it, Dennis would always be the

don't be like that." His voice was smooth,

my drinks, deliberately ignoring him. But I

chuckled. "A big drinker and a snob? Sexy," he drawled,

up my drinks and turned to leave. I was so eager to get back to the

of the club stretching into long, disorienting streaks.

Then I was falling

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