I glared at all of them, “I am fine.”

“You’re absolutely not fine,” Elvis said seriously. He laughed a little, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

The DJ played a catchy beat song. The dance floor lit up in shades of red, purple and golden.

“Come on,” Elara grabbed my hand, leading me to the dancefloor. “It’s my birthday… We are dancing.”

I smiled and looked around. Everyone was dancing, enjoying the night. Elara had booked the entire club, so there were no strangers, and no ...