Denver.
"He will drop you off at home," I said to Zee as the driver pulled up in front of us.
She lingered for a moment, and I could tell she either wanted to stay longer or say something.
"I guess it's goodnight then," she said, looking at me.
"Yes, Zee, it's a good night," I replied as I opened the car door for her, and she stepped in.
I closed the door. Even though I would’ve loved for her to stay longer, I knew she needed to get home and rest; she was only just getting used to this lifestyle, and I don't want it to become overwhelming.
More importantly, her father could be waiting for her and all.
She waved at me as the driver pulled away, and it felt like she was taking a part of me with her.
Once they were out of sight, I walked back into the club, and there I saw Purple, wh
