Louise
At eight o’clock in the evening, Matthew shows up at the club right on time. He’s lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw him and looks utterly exhausted. Elias has saved him the most secluded spot at the bar — a semi-private booth in the dimmest corner, perfect for someone who doesn’t want to be seen.
As Matthew sits down, he glances at me in surprise. “You two…” He points at me, then at Elias. “are dating?”
“Yes,” Elias replies calmly.
Matthew’s mouth opens and closes. In the end, he says nothing and just nods.
“What are you drinking?” Amy asks.
“Whiskey. Double. No ice.”
“Got it, coming right up,” Amy says, turning to grab the bottle.
Matthew’s fingers tap restlessly on the bar. Soon Amy brings over his drink, and Matthew raises his glass to clink with Elias.
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