(Elara)
The first thing that caught my attention the moment I stepped into the club was the carefree look on the faces of everyone present.
Neon coloured lights filled the room as everyone vibed to the rhythm of music playing from the loudspeakers. I waved my way through the crowd of people who were grinding and dancing passionately as though the world had stopped and all that mattered was the music they were all vibing to.
The heat of bodies, the scent of perfume and sweat, the strobe lights. Itwas intoxicating, dizzying.
Camila's hands tugging me toward the bar brought me back to reality. Her smile was wide, a little mischievous, a little knowing. She leaned close to my ear, her breath warm against my skin.
“You need this,” she said. “One night. Just forget.
She was right for once
