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I took another deep swig of alcohol and reminded myself not to ask any questions.

Not even rhetorical ones.

“Want to dance?” Ettana said, extending a hand to me.

I didn’t really want to but she grabbed my arm and dragged me onto my feet anyway.

She took me to the dance floor and rubbed herself against me provocatively. She nudged my neck with her nose and slid her hands inside my jacket and over my body.

Ettana was warm and soft. The way Vicky always felt…

I took another swig of the beer.

This wasn’t so bad, I thought. I could live like this. I just needed alcohol now and then, or a hammer blow to the head, and I could almost believe she never existed.

That had been the plan after all, hadn’t it?

Even if I got my inheritance money, this was what I was going to do most days. At least, most evenings and weekends.

For a moment, I wondered why I even bothered. I mean, even if the plan worked, I’d still be partying every chance I got. I would have still ended up losing my job at the company. And my inheritance along with it.

So, when I really thought about it, failing to keep my money wasn’t such a big deal. I’d have only ended up drinking it away.

I liked the feel of Ettana against me. I could almost believe it wasn’t her I was holding. I wrapped my arms around her, my eyes shut, and smiled.

When I opened my eyes, I noticed the other dancers around us. They were jumping and twirling as if listening to some other dance track to the one that was actually playing on the giant speakers.

And there, dancing sensuously, running her hands over herself as she gazed at me, was Vicky. She blew me a kiss as a pair of dancers passed in front of her.

When I looked for her among the crowd again, she was no longer there.

No, wait.

There she was.

In the arms of another Titan.

I growled and pulled Ettana away from me, the sour taste of jealousy making my brain hurt. When I peered back at Vicky, she was replaced by another girl.

Pretty enough, but not Vicky.

My Vicky.

“What’s up?” Ettana said.

Yes, what was up?

Vicky was a woman. There were plenty more of them out there.

But that wasn’t true. There was only one Vicky.

And I had let her go.

“Alcohol,” I said. “I need more alcohol.”

Ettana grinned, took my hand, and led me to the bar. She ordered multiple shots and lined them up. I knocked them back one after another.

“I was supposed to have half!” Ettana said.

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