Isla POV
I arrived at the bar address Carmilla sent me. I dressed in a simple shirt and skirt, my hair tied in a messy bun, wearing the new glasses Lucian had given me.
I sighed, nervous to enter, but soon stepped inside after I showed my ID.
Once I got inside, I was immediately overwhelmed by the chatter and noise, people all around. I tried my best to search for the group.
I finally spotted them by the corner, drinks on the table.
Carmilla waved at me. "Isla, over here!"
I waved back shyly and approached. My gaze scanned the others. Some of them seemed confused by my arrival. Their eyes narrowed, confused and even shocked.
Of course they didn't want me here.
Should I turn back?
But I already reached them, and Carmilla pushed me down to sit beside her.
"Great, now we can get dri
