Eliana’s POV
It's been days—no, a week since that night. A week since Asa. And still, his face flashed into my mind when I closed my eyes. I hated how easily he had slipped under my skin.
He gave me his card, he told me to call and I did but he didn't pick up and neither has he called back. And truthfully, I haven't tried the number since then.
And every time I picked up the damn card, I wondered if he was waiting or if he had already forgotten about me.
With a sigh I grabbed my phone. Enough moping. If Asa wasn’t going to haunt my dreams, then maybe the club would.
I dialed Sophia first.
“Please don’t tell me you’re about to cancel on our movie night again.” She said, the moment she answered the phone.
“Forget the movie,” I replied quickly. “Let's go to the club. Tonight. Same plac
