Kimi stumbled out of the club, her vision blurred by tears that refused to stop falling. The cool night air hit her face, but it did nothing to ease the burning humiliation that coursed through her veins. She raised her trembling hand to hail a passing taxi, her sobs barely contained.
The yellow cab pulled up to the curb with a screech. She yanked open the door and collapsed into the backseat, her body shaking with each ragged breath.
"Where to, miss?" the driver asked, glancing at her through the rearview mirror with concern.
Through her tears, Kimi managed to choke out an address. The words tumbled from her lips without conscious thought, driven by some deep instinct that knew exactly where she needed to go.
