We arrived at a low key but high class looking like bar.

Compared to the Neon that Molly and I went to then, it was different compared to that. It was quiet even as outside, you would think of a chapel rather than a bar.

But when we entered there I felt the strange aura of the place. I can feel Hugh’s warm palm on my back as we walk. I look around because of the slight amusement.

The lights are dimmed and the music upbeat but not the loud one. It’s more like focuses on the ...