Begin Again

able couch to freeze my ass off here?" Eden McBride glared a

e long line snaking its way ar

h, one of the most challenging clubs to get into, especially on

ince primary school, said in a hushed tone. The clear plastic beads dangling on the e

was smoking hot. The guys milling about, desperate to get inside like the

her Instagram. Within seconds her phone pinged incessantly with notifications from millions of adoring fans. Lyd

ollar of her signature leather jacket. In the five or six years Eden's known her, she's never seen her in a dress. Not even once. For a s

in the sun. She tried colouring her long mousey brown hair a few times, but the constant retouching got old real quick. Her most striking fea

same!" Lydia chimed in brutally.

nging on carbs and terrible reality shows. She was cool with not brushing her hair or changing her clothes for days on end. She wa

fetime of memories, of four years of happy mom

d and pulled her trench tighter, glad she had the foresight to wear it even when

tall as the surrounding office towers and good looking enough to have walked straight out of a fashion m

weeks, but when Eden saw the six towers trying to bypass the queue, she lost all her patience. W

is way into the club, on the shoulder. He turned to look

mple breaths. With hair so bright like flames, she expected his eyes to be gr

e," Sienna gritted her te

e. Not when she was almost frozen s

atch the man's towering size. But even in her Jimm

ce meant to melt the panties off of

asn't so prominent and only seemed to show itself when he spoke or smiled, wh

id icily, hating him a little. He

miled. They were so white she thought they might be veneers. They had to be. There

e done gaw

r noticing all these things about him and hating

inted at the endless line. "They've been waiting for ov

lvin Klein underwear model friends sniggered. Eden wanted so much to wipe the smirk off his face with her puny little

g and wait in line like everyone else." She said,

pulling at her. But she was so over everything, including this night, and she refused t

e blew a cold minty breath on her face and shr

man, gathered up his crew, and wav

ey were already inside the club, wading through a s

the dim lighting. Up ahead, she saw the ma

head. Now that she was inside, she was glad her toes and ass were not s

rinks are on us tonight!" Cassandra bowed and

took one for the team! I mean, I woul

aying attention to her friends' chatter

bar, there was no sitting room anywhere, and she desperately wanted to sit down. As cute as her

attled away. "He's a motorsport driver, throws the craziest parties, and h

he's never heard of him. Not surprising since she

n't prime real estate, especially since all the already inebriate

nd they pushed their way through the cro

ed over the music as she tried to

tails and more scandalous stories. Lydia was sleeping with one of the lighting guys from her filmin

ood improved some, and she started to think

ut it being their favourite jam. Shrieking their heads off, they ran to the danc

eyes filled with horror

h Simon's across the room. Olive, their former friend, dressed

they'll be here

ded. "I'

he wa

ng with, though. It was the cowardly way Simon chose to end their year-long engagement over a text message. He d

ough the room, carefree and in love lik

veryone around her why her intuition was so off the mark about Simon. The worst, though, was calling all hundred guests

disbelief, crushing sadness, and rage. She went

ith her life, laugh and have fun, Eden realised sh

somewhere else

trust the two of them with her heart. If anyone

onsoled her as they downed the shots lined up on the s

man who had no intention of coming back, Eden thought as she gu

hankful. But, her liver screamed at

but Eden was way past the point of being

r to the dance floor, determined to pick a random stra