CHAPTER NINETY-SIX

I exited the ball and walked straight to the parking lot. I was heading home to ease my nerves, but my mind was restless. Amelia and Jenny—what a mess. The tension between them had been almost electric, like a storm waiting to break.

I slid into the back seat of my car and closed the door with a soft thud. The ball had been a disaster from start to finish. The night felt strange, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. A gnawing unease made my skin prickle.

Amelia and Jenny's icy glares had me on edge, but It wasn't just about them, though. There was something more, something deeper, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

The driver turned the key in the ignition, and the engine roared to life. The radio crackled, spilling out a soft melody, but I wasn't in the mood for music. I asked him to switch it off. He did and pulled out of the parking lot.

My thoughts kept drifting back to the ball. Amelia's sharp words, Jenny's hurt expression—it was all because of me. I had
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