I headed towards the bar in Chinatown. I tried to keep my thoughts from spiraling out of control but it was inevitable. I cried most of the way there, feeling like I lost a part of me that I had just found. I felt like Nikolai belonged to me, but not the man who I saw today.
The Nikolai I fell in love with was caring and not obsessive like he proved to be today.
I drove through Chinatown slowly, making sure not to miss my turn. Different kinds of people were out looking for trouble. The streetwalkers were even out and high out of their minds, stumbling wherever their feet took them.
I made my turn into a back alley off of the main street of Chinatown. The entrance to the bar was at the back of the alley with a large bright yellow lightbox displaying the name. Since I spent some time
