When I stepped back into the ballroom, I pretended like nothing had changed. But inside me, everything had.
Sophia caught my eye immediately, her look brimming with curiosity and teasing smirks. I gave her a blank expression, silently begging her not to say a word.
She didn’t. And I was grateful.
She only raised a brow like a cat who knew too much, then turned back to her champagne.
The party was still alive, louder than ever. The music had shifted to a seductive beat that made people cling closer on the dance floor. Laughter floated over the pulsing bass. And yet, I felt like I was walking on glass.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Liam. Or rather, I felt him. Our glances collided, sharp and fleeting. I could feel the tension radiating off him.
"So," a voice said beside me, breaking
