"What?" Dread landed hard in Carissa's gut. "Is Danny there?"
Part of her hoped Tiffany would say no, but Carissa wasn't an i***t. Danny lived there, so of course he'd be there. But would he really go to a party after what had happened between them? Surely he must be upset, right?
"Yeah, he's here. And he's drunk."
Carissa's stomach sank, and she closed her eyes against the tears threatening to break free.
"That's why I've been blowing up your phone," Tiffany continued. "He showed up, said you two had argued and you didn't want to come. He then acted like everything was normal. Drinking and laughing with the guys. And then. . ." She took a deep breath. "He's in his room with another girl."
An involuntary sob tore from Carissa's throat, and she cupped her hand over her mouth. Not on
