-Lexelle-
The blaring music from every corner of the club is not enough to deafen me and make me forget the painful words Chad spat at me just a moment ago. It's like a broken record that keeps playing his blame game in my mind, reminding me why he managed to deceive me and disregard our years-long beautiful relationship.
Psh! Beautiful relationship? Perhaps it's just my delusion!
I gulped down my drink and gestured to the bartender, who was busy with another customer.
"One more, please!" I shouted so the bartender could hear me.
"Are you okay, Miss?" the bartender asked me.
"Give one more round and mind your own business," I hissed at the bartender.
"Whoa! Okay, I got you," the bartender replied and quickly got my drink.
"Make it double!" I added. He looked at me but didn't say an
