Sage Pov

Loud music blared from the speakers as I watched people dance to the soft metal beat. I sighed and swirled the drink in my mouth.

What was the point of sulking here? I was leaving for Portugal tomorrow, and I needed to make the most of my night. Mark was probably off smoking somewhere, and here I was, acting like we had been married and divorced.

Get your shit together, Sage.

I smiled as a bartender approached, offering a tray full of cocktails. I took one and winked at him. ...