Liora's POV
By the time we reached the nightclub, I was already questioning whether agreeing to come had been such a good idea.
The music spilled out onto the pavement long before we reached the entrance, its heavy rhythm vibrating through the walls as people laughed, chatted, and waited in a line that stretched almost to the corner of the street. Taxi horns echoed through the warm evening air, adding to the energy that seemed to pulse through the city after dark.
Beside me, Mina looked completely at home.
"This is perfect," she said, slipping her arm through mine as her eyes swept over the crowd. "Now this feels like New York."
I couldn't help smiling. "You've been here for less than two days."
"And I'm already in love with it."
Before I could say anything else, she was pulling me
