Megan's pov.
2 years ago.
The club is too crowded, more than usual.
I came here to escape everybody and everything. I am so mad at the whole world. When someone is heartbroken like I am they usually go clubbing with their best friend. But my b***h of a best friend betrayed me. She knows how much I love Vincent. Yet she couldn't even help me save him from that two-faced girl he was marrying.
They think that I am obsessed with him.
I know that I am not.
If they knew me well as they think they do, they would understand me, Vincent would see that I love him and we would be happy together without that two-faced b***h.
I have been sitting here for maybe an hour nursing a glass of martini. I will need something stronger to get through the night.
The guy beside me has been talking nonstop.
