~ALLISON’S POV~
I tell myself I don’t care.
I don’t care.
But the sound of Valerie’s laugh echoing from the kitchen sends a sharp, bitter sting through my chest anyway. It’s loud, high-pitched, and laced with something flirtatious.
She wants everyone to know she’s having the time of her life.
With him.
I clench my jaw, gripping my red solo cup a little too tightly as I sit cross-legged on the floor. The girls are still giggling around me, passing around a bottle of vodka as Cara scrolls through her phone, picking the next sleepover game.
But I can’t focus. Not when I can hear her voice. Not when I can hear his.
Ash’s deep, lazy drawl filters in from the kitchen, mixing with Valerie’s laughter like some cruel reminder that I should’ve known this would happen.
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