We arrived at a low key but high class looking like bar.Compared to the Neon that Molly and I went to then, it was different compared to that. It was quiet even as outside, you would think of a chapel rather than a bar.But when we entered there I felt the strange aura of the place. I can feel Hugh’s warm palm on my back as we walk. I look around because of the slight amusement.The lights are dimmed and the music upbeat but not the loud one. It’s more like focuses on the groove and feels. We passed adjacent C type black leather couches.In the distance, people have already turned to us, or should I say to him? Who else will have interest in me? Of course, by my side is the one and only Hugh Rockwell.If there was any reason maybe why they looked at me, it was just maybe out of wondering why I was with Hugh. With so many different people there, I thought one of those groups was Hugh's friend. But I was wrong.We just passed the couches and he guided me to one of the hallways and ther
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