#Chapter 14- Rare nights

Tonight was supposed to be one of those rare nights when I could finally relax. Ethan, the company’s Head of Technology, had invited me out to Howl for Singles’ Night. He’d heard that I was considering getting married to Daisy soon, and he wanted me to enjoy my final nights of freedom. As I walked into the bar, the dim lights and low hum of conversation almost made it feel like any other evening. A glass of whiskey might help dull the thoughts of my upcoming projects and other work-related stresses, if only temporarily. I hadn’t even made it to the bar when I felt something collide with my chest. A body. Stumbling. Drunk. And, before I could even react, the unmistakable scent of alcohol hit me. I looked down and saw her. Cora. Her wide eyes locked with mine, and she recoiled, her mouth agape with embarrassment. “I think I’m gonna…” Her words trailed off as she bent forward and hurled. Immediately, the tang of her bile assaulted my nose. Her warm vomit splashed on