'You good?' Israel asked
I nodded, a swirl of emotions coursing through me, uncertain of my feelings or the desires that lay beneath the surface. Yet, one truth stood clear: relief washed over me at the knowledge of her existence. However, intertwined with that relief was a bittersweet shadow cast by Marie's memory, a poignant reminder of the moments we had shared together.
'We will do our best to find more information on Marie, and we will find Selena.' Israel's words pierced through my thoughts.
The club was an electric velvet room with strobles sliced through the haze like lightning across a midnight sea, and every surface pulsed with bass and heat.
At that moment, three girls entered the room, their movements exuding a sense of ownership. With their heels clicking like a countdown against the marble floor, their dresses caught just enough light to draw stares without begging for attention.
