Nalya

We followed Zac inside the club. It was already 9 pm. Music was blaring, and people were drinking.

"Zac got us a private lounge. Isn't that cool?" Azura whispered in my ear. I looked around. The place was so lively.

"Here," Zac pushed the two glass doors open.

"SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Nalya!" I covered my mouth with my hand. About a dozen people from the pack were there with balloons in their hands and standing in front of a big cake.

"Azura," I was choking up a little.

"I know it has been two weeks since your birthday, but I wanted to throw you a party,"

I was emotional...