Chapter 2

Susan 's POV:

I' feel so dumb and sorry for myself, that I'm feeling upset and overwhelmed. It feel like this difficult time will swellow me. 

It's important to remember that everyone's experiences and feelings are valid, and it's okay to express your emotions.

My friend Sarah tries to console me by acknowledging that some boys can be hurtful. Another friend, Ruth, disagrees and believes that it's not all boys but rather specific individuals like Austin who are to blame. 

I continue to cry, and Mary offers support, encouraging you to let your emotions out.

I've been struggling since a situation involving someone named Austin, and I feel a lot of pain and confusion. 

My friends have been protective of me, disconnecting calls from Austin and informing my parents that I'll be staying with them for a while. 

Ruth suggests going out to have fun as a way to distract me from my current pain, and Sarah agrees.

We all decide to go to a club called Club Knight. 

The atmosphere is overwhelming for me, but i try to dress up and not show how bad i'm feeling. 

After taking shots at the bar, I start to feel lightheaded and nauseous. Ruth dismisses my discomfort as the excitement of being out and feeling free. Sarah suggests going to dance, but I opt to go to the restroom instead.

In the restroom, I become sick and vomit into the sink. As I  try to compose myself, I notice a handsome man in the mirror. It turns out me accidentally entered the men's restroom. 

The man acknowledges this and I engages in conversation. He's attractive, but i wary of his intentions. 

He suggests leaving the club and going to a different place to hang out. 

Despite my better judgment, I feel drawn to him and agree to go with him.

The situation has taken a surprising turn as I  find yourself in the men's restroom and encounter an attractive Italian man. 

He notices my confusion and asks if it's my first time drinking. 

His voice, accent, and appearance exude a charming yet mysterious aura. 

Despite the potential danger, I can't help but be captivated by his striking looks, muscular build, and stormy gray eyes. 

He expresses an interest in me,I disregards my friends, and proposes leaving the club to go somewhere more relaxed. 

He assures me that he won't harm you, tempting me further with a seductive lip bite.

Typically, it would be wise to reject the advances of a stranger, especially one who seems arrogant and possibly dangerous. 

However, against my better judgment, a mix of excitement, desire, and anticipation overwhelms me. 

My heart races with anticipation, My body reacts with a pool of arousal between my legs, and your gaze instinctively lingers on his tempting lips. 

Without thinking clearly, I blurt out my agreement, saying "Of course."

without considering the potential consequences. 

Rational thoughts are momentarily discarded as I  become entangled in the allure of this enigmatic Italian man.