Episode 115

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MIKAEL'S POV

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A glass shard buries itself in my chest at her words. "What mistakes did you make?" The question is garbled out in a strangled manner I fail to contain.

"Many. I don't want to think about most of them, but let's talk about the fact that I did drugs that night. I was on a high I'd never experienced before. I was bolder than I'd ever been. Braver than I could have ever imagined. Of course, that only meant I was stupider than ever, willing to take unnecessary risks. I didn't think twice when I was cajoled into stripping and dancing on a pole while cheers were tossed over my head like flowers." She grimaces at the memory rushing to the surface.

"It was that awful?" I quip, a helpful audience despite knowing exactly how it was as one of the witnesses that'd been present to enjoy her performance. It had lit a fire in my veins; each writhe of her body had water-boarded the boats of my marbles, turning everything sane and remotely standard upside down and into chaos.