For the first few seconds, the air around that area of the club seemed to freeze.
Amara couldn’t move nor say a word, all she could do was stare at the group before her, more specifically, the man who had once held her heart and soul in his hand.
But as frozen as the atmosphere was, it quickly thawed and was replaced with something cold, bitter and hateful.
The very same hatred that had grown between the two, Amara’s own being newer and hotter.
For a second, the tension nearly became unbearable as neither of them wanted to look away, refusing to end the silent war of glares going on.
“I think it’s best if we just find another spot.” Melanie said at last, trying her best to defuse the tension that had settled around them.
Her words were what snapped Amara out of her trance. She looked away from Tobias, a deep frown on her face, and followed after her best friend when Melanie tugged her in the direction of a new table.
As she moved, she could feel Tobias’s eyes following her, staring at her back as she walked, but she refused to turn around and look, she was better than that.
When they arrived at their new table, a waiter quickly appeared to take their order.
“A shot of tequila and a bottle of whiskey.” Melanie eagerly stated, wanting to kick the night off as soon as possible.
Once the waiter was gone, she turned to face Amara, a smile settling across her face as she asked. “So? How was your first day at work?”
“Tiring.” Amara answered honestly.
“Did those nasty work bitches give you a hard time?”
Amara thought about the executives. Some of them had given her a hard time, but not the way Melanie was thinking. They were just a little too talkative and curious for her liking.
“They’re not really a problem, Mel.” She replied. “Nothing I can’t handle.” She assured.
Melanie nodded. “And the work itself? How was it? Nothing too tough I hope?”
“No,” Amara shook her head. “Surprisingly, I was familiar with everything.” Picking her glass of whiskey after the waiter had returned, she took a shot before continuing. “I that studying I did during my married years must be paying off.”
“That’s my girl.” Melanie cheered and raised her glass. “A toast, to not being a useless housewife!”
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