Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

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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after all. He probably went back into her arms after I left. The image of them together made my stomach churn

as her hand reaching out to

ass doesn't deserve this. You should yo out there and have fun. Show yourself and him,

My resolve began to crumble. Maybe she was right. Maybe hiding away

took a deep breath,

was how I was roped into going to a club when I should be mourning my lost love. As Clara helped me get ready, applying makeup to hide the traces of tears and choosing an outfit

was finally getting caught up in 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 in

the music seemed to be pushing

a new round

giggled, her face flushed

to the bar area. The alcohol was still

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everything feel slightly surreal.

told him my order, tapping my fingers on the sticky counter

that for you?" came a firm

before I turned to him with a straight

I said simply and looked

It might sound harmless but everyone in my college, even outside it knew Dennis could never be associated with that word. His mere presence screams trouble. Gangs fight, violence, gun fights, name it, Dennis would always be the head. The stories about him were legendary, and

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

ignoring him. But I knew my heart was racing out of slight

he chuckled. "A big drinker and

and turned to leave. I was so eager to get back to

to swirl in front of me. Rapidly, everything became a blur, with the lights of the club stretching into long, disorienting streaks. I felt my hands drop the drinks, the

Then I was falling