After sending the text, Eric put down his phone and went to party.

Rebecca left the dance floor and collapsed next to Tracy, hugging her. "Why aren't you dancing?"

Tracy gently stroked her head, "Tired yet?"

"Just a bunch of average guys, no fun at all." Rebecca lowered her eyes as the alcohol numbed her senses.

Tracy gave a sad smile. After loving someone like Zachary, how could other men measure up?

"Stop torturing yourself," Tracy sighed.

Rebecca closed ...