Chapter 104: Shadows in the Club

Mara’s

The club lights were low and hazy, pulsing softly against the smoke-filled air, but none of the sensory overload helped my foul mood. I sat stiffly at the bar, swirling the amber liquid restlessly in my glass, watching the neon glow catch the surface of the whiskey. My jaw was clenched so hard with suppressed fury that it physically ached. Every single inhale burned with my indignation; every recurring thought circled back to Ella and her smug, ...