After I walked away from Liam on the rooftop, I didn’t look back. But God, I felt his eyes burning holes into my back until the elevator doors closed. The music, the lights, the people, they all blurred into static noise. Inside, I was a tangled mess of want, fury, and confusion.
I didn’t even notice when Liam left the party.
Somehow, in the chaos of the night, Jay, Sophia, and I ended up at a club downtown. It wasn’t planned. One second we were in the ballroom, the next, we were spilling out of a black SUV, laughing like lunatics and high on champagne.
The club pulsed with neon lights and heavy bass. Jay was already dragging me to the dance floor before I could take in the place. Sophia ordered shots like she owned the bar.
We danced. We sang. We acted like heartbreak and jealousy did
