Chapter 74

Allison's POV

He was saying everything we never said—every unfinished sentence between us—through melody. And I hated how it broke me open.

By the time the chorus came, I couldn’t dance anymore. My hands had gone cold.

Slade noticed, stopping our slow turn. “You okay?” he murmured.

“Yeah.” My voice cracked. “Just dizzy.”

The applause roared when the song ended. People whistled, clapped, and cheered. But to me, it sounded distant and distorted, like echoes ...