Standing at the entrance of Wells Bar, Julissa took a deep breath—three times—before stepping inside.
The bar was packed. Loud music blasted through the speakers, and the air was thick with the mixed scents of alcohol, perfume, and cigarette smoke.
She didn’t like this place.
This was the very bar where she had met that male escort and spent a night she deeply regretted.
That reckless decision hadn’t healed her heartbreak. Instead, it had nearly left her with a new one.
Thankfully, she hadn’t ended up pregnant, nor had she contracted anything. But still, the memory of that night lingered like an unshakable stain.
She forced herself to shake off those thoughts. She had come here with a purpose.
Scanning the crowd, she quickly spotted Serena sitting in the center booth.
Dressed in a
