When Enrique got back to the club after spending an eternity sitting on the terrace and gulping down Vera's words, she was nowhere to be seen. He wanted to go back to his room but, for the sake of Ivan and Amber, he knew he couldn't. But f**k, this was s**t. He resumed his position back by the bar and ordered himself another drink. It was so absurd how tolerant he had become to alcohol when he could barely down it's smell before.
On the dance floor, people weren't going so crazy any longer. Couples were dancing to some song and he spotted Ivan and Amber in their own corner. They looked so perfect together. Made for each other. Amber giggled at whatever Ivan was murmuring in her ears and Enrique quickly turned away as Ivan leaned down to kiss her. Abruptly, the kiss from last night floode
