I sat on my couch, staring blankly at the TV as my mind wandered back to Owen and Juliette. Rachel walked in, a determined look on her face. "Come on Tessa, let's go out tonight." she said, holding out a dress. "You need to get out and have some fun." I shook my head, feeling anxiety wash over me. "No Rach, I don't think it is a good idea. I don't want to go to a club. " Rachel's expression softened, but she didn't give up. "Tess, you've been cooped up in this apartment for weeks. You need to get out, dance and let loose. I'll be with you in the VIP section. No one will bother you, I promise." I hesitated, unpleasant memories of the last few times I decided to go to a club flashing in my memory. Part of me wanted to stay home and avoid crowds and noise, but another part of me wanted to prove to myself that I could handle it. "Okay fine," I said, taking the dress from Rachel. ""But if I get uncomfortable or overwhelmed we're leaving." Racheal squealed in excitement a
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