Our Beautiful Betrayal.
Hazel POV.
The club was different in the sunlight, it's nothing like the one I saw last night, or the one I usually see when I come in the in between shifts. In the morning, sunlight streams through the windows, the music is different, it's not dark, strong or loud, it's just a background, you could have a chat here without having troubles listening to what the others are saying.
I didn't know my brother catered to people in the morning as well as at night, there were tones of murmurs, clinking glasses. People laughed lightly, their designer sunglasses reflecting the gleam of gold watches and the occasional polished shoe.
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