Hannah
The music pulsed through the club, the bass thrumming in my chest as I moved on the dance floor. Viona grinded up against me, grinning and giggling along with me.
The girls’ night out had been Viona’s idea, a chance for the four of us to let loose and forget about our problems for a little while—and to celebrate Amber’s engagement. And even though I couldn’t drink, I was glad to get out of the house and have fun with my friends.
“Look at this guy!” Viona shouted over the din, shoving her phone in my face. “Isn’t he hot?!”
I strained my eyes to see; the screen was open to a Tinder profile of an extremely hot guy… who was also holding a fish in his first picture. I scrunched up my nose at the thought; was this what I had to look forward to when I eventually returned to t
