Michaela’s POV.
This is too much to take in. Will it break me? I don’t know. Right now, I’m strangely numb. Not wanting to scream and cry, not wanting to run. Just numb.
I walk through the clubhouse, and without realising it, I find myself in the bar.
I sit on the bar stool and notice a stage behind me and a woman dancing on the pole. Wow, this place really does have everything.
“What can I get you, honey?” I’m pulled out of my thoughts and look at the woman in front of me. She is wearing a silver sparkly bra and black booty shorts. She is toned and tanned and is extremely beautiful.
“Oh, erm, whatever is the strongest drink you have, please, make it a double as well and hold the ice, please.” I say and she nods with a smile and gets to work. I turn in the chair and watch as a woman s
