ARYA’S POV
The bass thrummed through my body as Jasmine pulled me deeper into the club, her hand warm in mine.
After the note from Marco, I was jumpy, ready to tell her everything and begged to go home. But one look at her excited face, and the words died in my throat.
Maybe I was being paranoid and it was just someone's idea of a sick joke.
"Two cosmos!" Jasmine shouted to the bartender, then turned to me with a brilliant smile. "You need this. Trust me."
I did need it. I needed anything to stop thinking about Giovanni's empty side of the bed and the cryptic note burning a hole in my purse.
We found a booth in the corner, away from the worst of the noise. Jasmine kicked off her heels with a satisfied sigh, tucking her legs underneath her.
"God, I needed this too," she admitted, ta
