Kylie
I can’t, I just have to find a way to survive.
I gulp, stilling my swinging hips as Allegra watches me in concern before leaning in. “Babe, what are you doing here? Everything okay? You look like you’ve been crying.”
I don’t know if it’s the simple question, or if it’s the fact I can see the concern on her face… She genuinely wants to know if I’m okay, but my lip starts to quiver again.
Her eyes flicker down to it, and she sighs before grabbing my hand. She leads me from the dance floor and down a hallway to the bathroom, and then she slams the door and locks it behind us to the disgruntled glares of the women there before cupping my cheeks.
“What’s going on, babe? You’ve been off work, and now I see you here looking like this?” she questions.
“He broke up with me,” I whisper
