Sweat trickled down Kylie’s back, her body buzzing with exhaustion as the pounding bass reverberated through the packed dance floor. Her muscles trembled from the constant movement, and her skin glistened under the dim, flashing lights of the club. It had been hours of letting loose, of trying to escape the ever-present weight of her reality. But now her energy was waning.
She glanced at Sloan and Keira, both of whom looked as wilted as she felt, their hair clinging to their damp foreheads, though smiles still tugged at their lips. Kylie reached out, touching their arms to catch their attention, and jerked her chin toward the bar. They nodded in agreement, their breaths coming in shallow gasps, mirroring her own relief.
The trio wove their way through the throng of gyrating bodies, the a
