I figured the extremely dark parking lot could work in my favor as I sat in my car and rehearsed what I would say. I decided to go with a simple, “I’m sorry,” followed by, “how wrong I was not to take your feelings into consideration.”
I stepped out of the car and drew a deep breath. Crowded spaces really weren’t my thing, but this was a “love emergency,” so I had to suck it up and dive right in.
I got to the door of the club and pulled out my ID.
The bouncer looked it over, then at the roses in my hand. “Proposal or apology?”
I looked at my feet.
“Never mind, I got it. Good luck, cutie.” He pulled open the door.
I smiled, took another deep breath, and walked into the loud, smoke-filled den in search of my boyfriend. I started with the front bar, then made my way onto the little pati
