Eighty

Isabella sped through the streets in her car, racing without paying attention to the streetlights changing around her. The night wind rushing in through the open car window hit her face, but it didn’t make her feel any better. Her mind was filled with images of Felix and Sarah, as if those pictures couldn’t be erased. Every time she tried to push the thoughts away, the pain in her chest only grew stronger. She needed a place to escape, somewhere she could forget everything, even if just for a while. Her car moved aimlessly, but deep down, Isabella knew exactly where she wanted to go—the nightclub she used to visit. A place where the flashing lights and the thumping music could drown her in a sea of people, all of whom were also trying to forget their own problems.

Once she arrived, Isabella parked her car haphazardly and walked into the club. The pounding music immediately greeted her, making her heart beat in sync with the rhythm. The club was packed with people dancing, laughing, an