Chapter 52 Collision Of Feelings

Rachel POV The party was in full swing. Neon lights pulsed like colorful heartbeats, syncing with the deafening electronic music that made the apartment walls vibrate. Drinks flowed freely — cups in hands, bottles littering the floor, cans forgotten on windowsills. It was a living chaos, an explosion of energy that Bonnie had sworn my move deserved, shouting it needed a “PARTY” in capital letters. And she was right. It was all that and more.