Andrea's pov
I can't believe I would have been so stupid to keep going to clubs just to look for him. What the hell was I even thinking?
Even Kate became observant that I was constantly following her to this particular club. She had even suspected and began asking millions of questions. But I did well shrugging it off and pushing them under the carpet.
I followed Kate and as usual, my eyes lingered around the club, intentionally searching for him. Kate had bumped into the dance floor, moving her body accordingly to the music rhythm. With the music blaring loudly and screams erupting from the dance floor, I was just seated at the bartender's side.
After a few shots of wine, I resumed my search. I didn't want to make it so obvious even if I bump into him, I wanted to make it look like
