Lola’s POV

The party was already loud when I arrived.

Music filled the room from wall to wall. Colored lights moved across the floor and climbed the walls, making everything feel unreal.

People were laughing, talking, dancing. Dresses brushed against legs. Shoes tapped against the floor. The air smelled like perfume and sweet drinks.

I paused just inside the doorway.

I was wearing a dress I had never worn before. It fit my body well, soft at the waist, light around my legs. I had spent ...