Later that evening ~~

Amanda grabbed a shot of whisky from one of the city's fancy bars and drank it down, enjoying the sense of strength and freedom that ran through my veins.

As dusk fell outside and people were walking around the musty, dimly lit bar, she refilled her drink, smiling as it bobbed to the top of the cup, a sense of anticipation building inside of her. She's been such a mess since she broke up with Carl and Adrian.

It was a hard step she took, one she knew she wouldn't recover from.

She felt guilty for calling it quits between them. She could still recall their...