MYRA
The road to hell, as they say, is paved with good intentions. I for one, never really understood the use of that expression until it becomes the highlight of my night.
Allow me to rewind a bit to where it all started yesterday. A mail comes in that morning after I return from my usual morning run. I only got mails on Mondays and Thursdays, so I least expected the mail man to show up on a Friday.
Inside the mail is a VIP invitation to the launch party of a newly established club in the city. I am seen as an influential everywhere now because of Dante. It is only normal I start getting invited to stuff like this. If Dante received an invitation too, he did not say. In fact, he has not been saying much these days except casual greetings and small talk when we meet in the elevator at
