Chapter 78
Nina’s POV
The stage kept rising. Slow at first. Then faster. The floor dropped away beneath me. I scrambled up from my knees. Legs wobbly. The silver heels slipped on the smooth metal. I grabbed the pole to steady myself. Cold chrome bit into my palms.
The music crashed in. Heavy bass. Slow seductive beat. Lights spun. Pink and purple flashes stabbed my eyes. Everything blurred at the edges. The wine I took earlier—only two small sips—hit harder than it should. Head light. Stomach rolling. The room tilted like a bad dream.
I tried to dance. Really tried. Rolled my hips. Raised one arm. Let my hair fall back. But my body wouldn’t listen. Knees trembled. Arms felt heavy. Every move looked jerky. Wrong. The men below noticed.
Laughter rolled up from the crowd. Low at first. T
