Mikhail
Her face, her hair and even her eyes were still the same in person, identical as in the photo, but I can't remember much from that night. Donavan was talking to the two of them while I tried to recall some memories, but nothing came to mind, I just remember kissing her to fulfill the challenge of the game that Stella proposed that night and nothing more.
I approached them and Ella left with Donavan, they went to gamble leaving her alone at the table drinking.
“May I?” I asked, sitting down facing her and pouring myself a shot of whisky.
“Of course!” Her giggle caught me by surprise, making me notice every detail of her. “Still attending Stella's parties?”
“No, I'm engaged, unfortunately. - She stared at me blankly and looked at something other than me.” It's just that Stell
