Chapter 33 - The Trip Down Memory Lane
Franco’s POV
I walk into the third club thinking that this could really go either of two ways for me. The first option, the most realistic one, is that I don't find Lucy and I'm forced to finally go home with my tail between my legs get some much needed sleep. Kylie should be home by now and I'm nothing if not tired. But the second option I might have, worthy of a sappy rom com, is that I take a look around and immediately spot Lucy sitting alone at the bar, concentrating hard on the decorum and the type of music played.
I smile and laugh and wish that I had someone with me only so that I can brag and tell them that I cant believe I found her. Sure, she's not sitting alone by the bar, more like she's trying to get passed some random dude that's
