Chapter 4: Climax
The bar, once filled with a lively hum, now pulsed with an undercurrent of bewilderment and disbelief. The clinking of glasses seemed to slow, each tinkle echoing like a gunshot in the suddenly silent room. Patrons craned their necks, their gaze flitting between Riley and Quinn, who stood in stark, naked truth behind the bar, their skin flushed and eyes wide with a mix of confusion and embarrassment.
Esme, who had been leaning against the bar, her expression a mixture of awe and apprehension, felt the weight of every stare.