The afterparty III

Paula couldn't stop her hand from trembling as she picked up another glass of wine to drink. Just now, some men took Heaven while the man who was behind all of this winked at her before he followed those who took away Heaven.

'I'm sorry,' she whispered to herself as she chugged down the entire glass of wine. 'I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Heaven.'

Looking around the event hall, everyone was still having fun. They were all having the time of their lives that her worries were far too invisible to them. Well, Paula was a nobody. Who cared if she was alone? No one was interested in her. 

However, it was different for Heaven.

Paula already lost count of how many times she heard people looking for Heaven, or how they thought they missed her. Heaven hadn't left the building. She was still here, probably getting dominated by that madman.