Chapter 32
- Eena's fingers gripped the sleeve of a man's tuxedo jacket. She didn't even know who he was. The room had become filled with lights and colors, spinning wildly around her.
- "I'm so sorry," she mumbled, trying to steady herself. But her words came out thick and heavy, like her tongue didn't belong to her anymore.
- The man looked down at her with concern. "Are you feeling alright, señora?"