I manage to push and claw my way through the last crowded expanse to the empty back seats of the club, into the darkest and quieter shadows, despite Arry telling me never to venture back here alone. Into the depths, I’m so consumed with needing to sit down and put my head on something to stop it from spinning. I need to sit and breathe before he gets here.

The tears that dried on my cheeks have made my skin tight and sore, and my heart is bruised, but it will still beat to fight ...