Cielle’s POV:
My phone dinged with a text and I pulled it out of my purse. It was Aiden.
Aiden - 8:15pm: “Meet me at the club. Chris will bring you to me.”
The text read.
I tucked my phone back into my bag without replying and sniffed pitifully, running my hands through my face for the umpteenth time to try to get the tears to stop flowing. The thought of spending some time with Aiden was enough to ease some of my stress and sadness.
“Thank you.” I said to the cab man as he pulled up to the front of the building, I paid him and quickly made my way into the building, noting that the blonde receptionist, Freya wasn’t sitting at her table. Instead there was a raven head that was chewing gum way to loudly and filing her nails.
I didn’t get the time to focus on her anymore because C
