JADE's POV
Skylar handed me a drink the moment I reached her, as if sensing the tension radiating off me. I took a sip, letting the burn of alcohol spread through me like a balm. Matt stood close, occasionally leaning in to ask me questions over the loud music. Everything seemed fine on the surface, but in reality, my focus kept drifting back to Silas.
He hadn’t come near me since I’d turned away from him. I spotted him across the room, sitting on an armchair like he owned the place. Olivia was draped beside him, she kept leaning in to whisper things to him. The sight made something uncomfortable coil in my chest, though I tried to ignore it.
But no matter how hard I tried to enjoy myself, it felt like I was dancing for all the wrong reasons—like I needed Silas to know I didn’t care. An
