#Chapter2
/"We meet again/" she heard behind her but she kept her face straight /"I'm Craig, you?/" She turned to look at the man now standing beside her, she offered a faint smile and he shrugged /"you must not be the type to talk too much but I must compliment, you look hot in that gown. Very beautiful/" he smiled.
Very beautiful, Sasha repeated in her mind, those are two words she has not heard from a man for a long time now, is she really? Then how come her husband has never told her that? She looked away thinking on it and Craig took the time to observe her /"penny for your thought?/" He asked softly with a charming smile, his light green eyes burning into hers.
Sasha looked at him and smiled /"I wish/" she looked away again, the elevator arrived and she stepped in followed by Craig.
/"You know you should talk more often, you have a nice voice./"
Sasha let out a breath, for nearly a year she had not heard any compliment and now she can't count how many she had received in one night /"thank you/" she breathed.
/"You are most welcome/" Craig smiled. The elevator ding sound was heard and they both stepped out /"so what is it going to cost me to know your name?/"
Sasha paused and looked at him /"I'm sorry Craig, I know you mean well but I'm married/" she smiled and walked to the underground parking lot, searching for her car.
Craig looked at her back as she walked away /"he is one damn lucky devil/" he muttered to himself before walking his own way.
Sasha cursed herself in her car, married? Is she? Just when will she stop thinking herself like that? but you are, a voice said in her head, yes she is. After all, she just left her husband's home today and is hanging out with her friends to prevent herself from breaking down. She started the car and focused her destination towards the address Janet texted her.
Arriving, the valet approached her and took her key from her. Sasha walked into the bar and her gaze searched the whole room full of dancing people, she spotted Agatha on the dance floor with Agnes and made her way towards them, they smiled when they saw her and Agatha started dancing towards her, Sasha shook her head when she saw her intention /"where is Janet and Marilyn?/" She asked with her voice high over the blasting music.
Agatha pointed at a booth not too far away from the dancefloor, Sasha's gaze followed her hand and saw Janet and Marilyn sitting on the sofa and drinking, she nodded to Agatha and made her way to Janet.
/"Hey pretty, wanna dance?/" A shirtless guy with body covered in tattoos that you will find it hard to tell he was shirtless, smirked her way. She shook her head gently and passed him.
/"Finally, I was beginning to think you just called us out here for nothing/" Janet chided her.
/"I'm sorry/" she apologized /"hey Marilyn./"
/"Long time no see girl/" Marilyn smiled, she looked a bit tipsy.
/"Hey, this one you are out this night, hope Mr high and mighty won't come to get you again without our consent?/" Janet asked.
Sasha merely smiled /"can we go somewhere quieter? I mean, maybe a private room?/"
/"Sure/" Janet asked and signaled to the dancing Agatha and Agnes who walked to them then /"I heard the rooms here has karaoke, so who is up for that?/"
/"Count me in. It's been a long time we did that/" Agnes agreed and the rest nodded. They walked up the stairs then and Sasha booked a private room, a boy approached them smiling, he was dressed in nothing but an underwear.
/"You ladies want some guys to warm up your evening?/" He asked smiling seductively.
/"Oh, hell yea/" Agatha readily agreed.
/"No thank you, we are all married/" Janet smiled and they walked passed him into their room.
The room service was okay, they was already two bottles of champagne waiting for them in the room. A waiter brought in some glasses and then left. Agnes opened the drink and served everybody, they were all happy singing along with the music playing.
Sasha sat on a corner, her drink in her hand but she was lost in thoughts, she remembered the day her mother in law...ahem, ex mother in law was talking to her about divorcing her son and how comfortably she had told her she can still hold on and now look at her. But it's been like ten months ago or even eleven that that happened, she persevered for eleven months and would have still do if only he had told her to stay. Truth be told, if Michael had asked her to stay, she would have, if he had texted her to come back after she left, she would have, if he had called and say sorry, just sorry, she would have stayed. She had vowed to make her marriage work but he just don't care, he just love that mysterious girl so much.
What will happen if he should love her like that? She would be in cloud nine if only she could get an atom of his love, let to talk of when he loves her whole heartily, she would just travel to the moon. While lost in her thoughts, she just kept downing her drink and pouring another as she was drowning in her sorrow. Her friends were so busy taking turns in singing that they didn't notice she had already finished the two bottles of champagne.