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Brad. Once again, I stared at Delilah and I waited for her to flinch. It didn’t happen. What exactly happened to her during the time I left and Why hasn’t she said anything to Thorn about me? Is she afraid of what I would do if she were to say anything? Or could there be mistrust in their relationship and he may not believe her? That must be it. As the cold glass touches my lips, I tilt my head back in the bustling club, allowing the amber liquid within to flow smoothly into my mouth. My Adam's apple bobs noticeably with each swig, and a fleeting expression of discontentment crosses my face as the drink warms my chest. The elite club is bathed in a kaleidoscope of vibrant lights that dances across the faces and bodies of the people on the floor. I found myself escaping from Maddy and h