Forgiveness

Dhalia POV

It takes every bit of strength I have to get out of the car. This place might only hold good memories, but I haven’t been in a crowd since everything happened. I’ve avoided cameras and people as much as possible. Everyone knows. They know everything.

Closing my eyes, I step out, and Blake keeps me close as Chase and Jax join us. We walk into the club, but we’re stopped by a guard.

“Any chance you have a moment to discuss an issue?” the guard asks, looking between the guys.

“What sort of issue?” Jax asks.

“The kind we find while searching people—large quantities were found on him,” the guard explains, and I’m guessing he means drugs.

“Grab a drink, Princess, and wait in the VIP lounge. We won’t be long, and the staff have been made aware of exactly who you are to us,” Chase says, kissing me before walking off with the guard, Jax, and Blake in tow.

I turn and head to the bar, where the bartender gives me my drink with a smile. I don’t want to sit alone in the VIP area,