Sophia’s POV

My fingers tremble despite Alexander’s hands covering them. My heart pounds in my ears, threatening to break my borrowed courage, yet I feel light and floaty, almost untouchable. It’s all thanks to the cocktails.

Kylie opens her mouth again, “I wasn’t bullying–”

“Just apologize.” Barbara cuts her off.

“What for? I wasn’t–”

“Kylie?” Lewis holds her, gritting my teeth.

“Um…” Candace begins. I shift my eyes to her, and she’s unable to hold my ...