CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

- KILLIAN -

I stepped into the bar with a firm expression on my face. My jaw tightened just by sighting this place, I hate it already. I ran my eyes around, trying to find her.

She's not in sight. It is kind of frustrating to think she's with another man, probably doing unholy things. But come on, who am I kidding? What do I know about that?

I sighed and dug my hand into my pocket to bring my phone out and clicked on Tinder. It's the only means of communication I have with her. After tonight, I don't give a fuck how I feel, I will take her number. Just to have it and be a call away.

Maybe I'll give her mine.

The thought choked me. I'd rather not but when she pulls a stunt like this, I think it's only reasonable.

I took a deep breath in and texted her. 'I'm here.' I sent the message. And I'm angry.

My fists clenched as I gazed around the bar, still trying to locate Hazel. A normal bar is meant to be for drinking yet this one looks like it's meant for hooking up. God knows I want