Chapter 9 First Encounter (Ii)

• ★SELENA★
• My rage bubbled up like a tempestuous storm as the bartender made his hasty exit, leaving my glass empty and my craving for another tequila unquenched. Despite having already consumed eight glasses of the potent liquor, I found myself yearning for more. Tequila had become my refuge, a temporary escape from the worries that haunted me.
• I had entered the club with one sole purpose – to drown my concerns in a sea of alcohol, and tequila was the only lifeline capable of achieving that. In my somewhat inebriated state, I remained conscious and aware of my surroundings, my senses heightened by the alcohol coursing through my veins.