077: Repentance (I)

"Excuse me?" Ayla waved her hand in the air to get the attention of the bartender. 

"Yes, Ma'am?" A lanky boy who looked like he was only in late teens walked up to her. 

"Hit me with a drink, just make sure the alcohol content isn't too high." She gave the boy a polite smile as she slid on one of the bar stools. 

"Sure, Ma'am. But you'll have to wait for a little while because we have only opened." The boy gave her an apologetic smile before walking to the back of the bar counter.

It gave Ayla enough time to admire her surroundings. Her eyes wandered around as she took her environment in. Despite the fact that the place was nothing more than a club, it had a flair of mystery to it. The light gray walls contrasted with the black furnishing a little too well. Accents of gold marked the edges, bringing out the corners as they glimmered under the dim pale lightings.

"My, my, my. Look who's here." 

She was forced to tear her