Zerina's point of view
In the night, Shea brought me to a bar as she promised. I know how reluctant she was in bringing me here. She asked me over and over again if I was okay with this and I never backed down. Here we were in a dark and smoky club about to join an endless crowd of people who wanted to have nothing but a good time. This is my second time being in this type of environment and each time I was so overwhelmed with everything.
We stepped into the bar, the dim lighting enveloped me like a warm hug. The air was thick with the smell of alcohol and the hum of conversation. I felt a bit out of my depth, clutching my purse tightly.
The people around me seemed to fit into different categories. Some were dressed to impress in their fancy dresses and suits, sipping champagne and lau
