The club was teeming with people tonight, dancing and drinking. Amina watched from the VIP section as the dancing bodies moved to the beat of the music, she didn’t feel like dancing tonight. For the first time in her life, a man had sneaked past all her defenses and gotten to her heart only to treat her like trash in the end. She had men vying for her attention, men who’d do anything to be with her and Ifeanyi had acted like she was the most disgusting thing on the planet after he had kissed her so lovingly. If he didn’t want her, why was he always hanging around her. Why did he make her fall for him?
She felt angry, hurt. She was more hurt than angry. She turned to Linda and Vlad and took the shot glass on the table, downing the drink in one gulp. She didn’t want to think about Ifeanyi
