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ASHLEY’s POV
Without any clue of what was really happening, I stepped inside the club to know it. I looked around hoping I could spot Mark soon so that I could bring Uno home because he said he was drunk. I’ve never seen Uno drunk. He always knew when to stop, his limit.
As I walked through the people dancing on the floor, I got a glimpse of Mark’s blonde hair.
Once I passed through the crowd, I spotted a group of boys who was chanting loudly to one of their friends who was making a body shot with a random girl.
I shifted my gaze from them to where I spotted Mark and as I walked closer to their table, the sight before me made me freeze on the spot.
My heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife, and my world seemed to stop and crumble.
Uno was kissing another girl. A girl I didn’t recognize. A girl that looked like me.