PART A: Skippable. Mia and Daniel's story.
[ Mia ]
LUX Bar, Paris – Four and a Half Years Ago
I stirred the red drink in front of me, looking at how the ice inside melt slowly, uninterested in the darkness surrounding me and the loud music blasting in my ears.
Sleep lingered in my eyes but the regret of coming to a bar was even stronger. This was my last night in Paris, and my friend had insisted it had to be spent partying away in a famous nightclub.
Although I wasn't very heavy on dances or parties, I wasn't someone who hated clubs either.
This trip had specifically been for me to enjoy myself, but now that I was so close to flying back to Brooklyn tomorrow, reality was catching up. And you couldn't really reconsider your life decisions in a place as exquisite as Paris' most famous
