Niccolo

Suit….. check

Bow tie….. check Cufflinks…… check

Gun…… safely tucked into my holster.

I slicked back my hair while looking at the mirror in the bathroom. I look party ready. I've got everything I need.

All except one.

I opened the cabinet above the mirror and opened it to pick the ambrosia I needed in my system tonight if I was going to make it through without lashing out and losing grip of my insanity.

My antidepressants.

I took a pill and gulped it down before agreeing that I was really going to have a good time tonight.

Maybe.

I walked out of the bathroom and saw Jasmine.

“Yoo,...