Iris:
"Lara, stop." I raised my voice to get her attention. Placing my hand on her forearm,"We are leaving," I told her
She pulled her arm away as if I had offended her.
"I'm fine, relax. It's just dancing," she hissed, tossing her hair as if she had finally won something.
"Lara, we have decided to leave," I stated firmly, not looking at the man beside her who was touching her everywhere, on her arms, on her waist, even on her hips.
She never stopped him, and I could tell she was not drunk at all.
Maybe one drink, but she was fully aware.
She faced me with a tired look.
"We are not leaving, okay? We are just starting to have fun. Come on, loosen up a bit," she remarked with a disgusted look, as if I was ruining her moment.
The man who had been dancing with her and groping her shifted his attention to me.
Out of nowhere, he grabbed my wrist before I could step back.
