Knoxville POV
I pulled up to the bar, the dimly lit sign reading "The Red Room" in bold letters. Ria had suggested we meet here tonight, and despite knowing I'm allergic to alcohol, I had agreed to go along with her choice. It had been a long time since we'd caught up, and I was looking forward to rekindling our friendship.
Even though Ria had broken up with me in the past, I didn't hold any grudges. She had her reasons for ending our relationship, and I respected her decision. I parked my car and stepped out into the crisp evening air, the sound of laughter and music drifting out of the bar.
As I walked in, Ria waved at me from a corner table, a bright smile on her face. I smiled back, feeling a sense of warmth and familiarity. I made my way over to her, weaving through the crowded ro
