Chapter 133 Where Would I Find A Guy Like That?
- Feeling embarrassed and abandoned, I push my way through the dance floor and return to Cynthia’s side.
- “I want to leave,” I tell her, my voice shaking. I’m instantly sober, but I still feel shaky. “I want to leave right now.”
- Cynthia, without question, flags down the bartender. “Check please.” To me, she says, “Are you okay?”