Ella

Music thrums through the air, sending steady vibrations over every surface in the crowded, cozy bar. For being such an old dive, it’s always busy, and always full of a young crowd. 

A mix of lively pop and sensual, drumming house music plays on a loop. The lights are dimmed, and all around us people dance and sway to the music. 

It’s unlike any tavern or pub Ryatt’s ever been to, I’m sure. 

He looks skeptical as I clutch his hand and wade through the ...