Michael was driving a convertible, and Debra sat in the passenger seat, watching the scenery outside.

Even this late at night, the city was alive with bright lights, bustling streets, and neon flashing everywhere.

The wind brushed against her face as Michael picked up speed.

She closed her eyes, letting the rush of the ride wash over her. Compared to everything she had been through, this was nothing.

After a while, she opened her eyes. "You've circled this area for half an hour. Think it's about time we head back?"

Michael slowed down. "Feeling better?"

Debra nodded. "A little. Probably not as fun as bungee jumping, though."

She used to be terrified of heights. But after everything she had faced over the past two years, extreme sports seemed almost childish compared to real life-or- death situations.

Michael chuckled, "I'll take you somewhere fun."

nodded, "if it helps me

stepped on the gas, and they sped

up in front of a club.

smirked, "I knew it. You're taking

you in this

for the clubbing type," she

an actor, I have to socialize in places like this all the time.

Let's see how

in the air. The bass thumped so hard she could feel the

blinked at the sight of Michael, who pulled out a black-and-gold VIP card

the back of Debra's hand with an invisible ink mark.

raised an eyebrow and lowered her

they walked inside, the louder the music got. By the time

the main area, the bass felt like it was pounding

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