Chapter 16

　　Louisa's POV 　　A week passed after the catastrophic game night. 　　I was busy running around like a headless chicken, juggling with three part-time jobs to make ends meet. 　　I hadn't seen Lucas Sigler. Not even once. 　　It felt as if he had never appeared in my life. 　　Whenever I thought of him, my heart would be throbbing. 　　I couldn't stop thinking of him, so I was constantly in pain. 　　This felt so weird. 　　I had never felt so much anger, grievance, and frustration at the same time. 　　Everything changed on the day when I got the part-time job from the Warehouse. 　　Every man in Stanton City knew about the Warehouse. 　　It was like a gentleman's club crushing into a shithole, leaving nothing in between. 　　I was working as a cocktail waitress, wearing bunny ears and a bunny tail and all. 　　I earned 25 dollars per hour plus handsome tips by empathizing with drunk middle-aged men and listening to their varied opinions toward faked boobs. 　　Can't complain. 　　So, on my first day of w