Sophia slipped into the pulsing crowd, feeling a jolt of exhilaration as the music thrummed through her body. The heavy bass obliterated any chance of conversation, cocooning her in a blissful, anonymous haze. Here, amidst strangers, there were no labels, no expectations, and no whispered judgments about her family name. The weight of being an Connolly melted away, leaving her wonderfully untethered—if only for a while.
Dragging Kylie through the crush of bodies, Sophia scanned the sea of writhing figures. From the balcony above, she’d glimpsed Sloan and Keira in the thick of it, and she knew her youngest sister was to blame for dragging Sloan out there. Keira thrived in chaos; Sloan, on the other hand, preferred a quiet corner where she could observe unnoticed. Too bad. Tonight, Sloan wa
