Nicole's POV
The bass hit as soon as we stepped into the club, vibrating through the floor and into my chest.
The lights flashed in rhythm with the music, reds, blues, and purples dancing across the crowd. My eyes widened a little, taking it all in.
Zara looked like she was born to be the center of attention. Her gold dress hugged her curves perfectly, catching the lights with every movement. Her hair sparkled under the club lights, and the confidence radiating from her made heads turn as soon as she walked past.
I smiled, adjusting my own outfit, a sleek, form-fitting silver dress that shimmered subtly with every step. I had to admit, it felt good to be dressed up, to escape my usual routine of nursing school stress for just a few hours.
We made our way to the VIP area, where the
