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But all she'd found was one sentence. Repeated on every single page. Over and over in increasingly desperate handwriting. ‘I will get out of this hell.’ Nothing else. No plans. Just that one sentence. Hundreds of times. Margaret picked up the journal. Flipped through the pages again. Same words. Same desperate repetition. I will get out of this hell. I will get out of this hell. I will get out of this hell. Then slowly, Margaret's lips curved into a smile. Not useful for divorce proceedings.

So I did what any delulu, in denial, person would do in my situation. I blamed the atmosphere, the screams and moans of pleasure. The music that sounded like it was enchanted to bring forth your darkest, deepest desires. I shook my head to clear the fog of pure lust he’d manage to cast over me with just a simple kiss, then turned towards the bar. “Your virgin margarita. Enjoy.” A nice bartender with blonde piggy tails and heavy makeup called out with a pleasant smile. I mumbled my thanks before attacking the drink. My eyes bulged out of their sockets when different flavors exploded in my mouth. Soda, lime, and something very sweet spread inside of me before washing down my throat pleasantly.

To top it up my boss hates my gut. "Oh Kehlani, the boss is waiting for you. Don't worry you'll do great" she whispers softly to me. "Okay I can do this"I say to myself. I calm my nerves down and then opened the curtains I see the boss having drink but he was looking in my direction. I stand beside the microphone and they start to play the beat of the song I decided to sing. 🎵🎶Song 🎶🎵 (Please the song is in Mexican Spanish.Déjaló ir by Margarita la diosa. Good is that I got both the Spanish and translated part but you can listen to it)

"I take what I want, what can I say? That hasn't changed, either." My head swam deliciously as I downed my fourth margarita of the evening, and I seductively snaked my arms in the air as Madonna’s “Celebration” started blaring from every speaker on the dance floor. I prayed Olivia would come looking for me so I'd have an excuse to leave, but my body was betraying me in the worst way.

;'I'll catch a flight, go to the moon Lay on the floor of your livin' room And talk about the things that make you cry I'll never walk into another bar I'll burn these tattoos off my arms I'll go to hell and back if I have to I'll do anything for you' It felt like Milo was singing the chorus to me and here I am with my assumptions but it felt wonderful to see him perform. There were butterflies inside my stomach while Martha keeps shuddering and singing along with the song, while she nudges me every time Milo stares at me while he was singing.

Thought of you as my mountain top Thought of you as my peak Thought of you as everything I've had but couldn't keep I've had but couldn't keep Linger on Your pale blue eyes Linger on Your pale blue eyes Eden opened her eyes to see all of them sitting in front of her in a semi-circle, looking at her with wide eyes. Even Marina who was so disinterested in her was focusing on Eden’s singing. Jimmy felt so relaxed that he was sitting on the floor with his eyes closed, slowly moving along with the rhythm of the song. Charlotte was recording her from her phone. But none of it bothered her, she was too lost in the music and the beauty of the lyrics to care about anything else.

Noon** "She refused to eat "Margarita said to Lavina. Lavina took her lips in and heaved a sigh "Lavina "Margarita called lowering herself on a seat next to her. Her arms travelled to Lavina shoulder "You can't do this to her. With what you've told me, Melanie has done so much for you. Are you really gonna repay her by keeping her from the one she loves?' Margarita said lowly

Everyone nodded with a thin smile: two down, two to go. Laila smirked. “After this, I am going to catch the bartender.” “See you guys. I will meet you in heaven.” They chuckled, leaving two lines of life-sucking powder for Margarita to consume. The next moment, Margarita settled on her knees, worshiping this room’s god. She picked up the rolled paper between her thumb and index, bent down, and looked at the three of them, who were already clouded by the blessings.

♥THEME SONG RELATED TO THIS CHAPTER♥ ♥ Memories Song by Maroon 5 ♥ ♥Here's to the ones that we got Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not 'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories Of everything we've been through Toast to the ones here today Toast to the ones that we lost on the way 'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories And the memories bring back, memories bring back you There's a time that I remember when I did not know no pain

—E Marlena, vinci la sera Spogliati nera, prendi tutto quello che fa comodo e sincera Apri la vela, dai viaggia leggera Tu, mostra la bellezza a questo popolo ed io E amore accanto a te, baby accanto a te, io morirò da re, ehi-ye-eh —Did you like it? —Who's Marlena? —That actually makes me laugh a little, because there's something jealous in her expression. I sigh before explaining.