Chapter 78: PTSD

Elena Vázquez

I walked into the bar and the first thing I noticed was that it looked like every other bar just a little less fancier than what I was used to in the past few months.

I looked around the room trying to spot Bianca and found her sitting in the bar sipping a drink.

“Oh my God! Finally, I was beginning to think you changed your mind.” She stood up hugging me. She's wearing a green gown