Chapter 79 Refrain Of Frustration
- MARISOL
- The party raged on, the vibrant energy showing no signs of fading. I stepped back into the pulsing rhythm, my face a carefully crafted mask of smiles and laughter, smooth and practiced, like an actress in a role I’d mastered long ago.
- The bass throbbed through my veins, a steady pulse against the storm brewing inside me, a volatile mix of anger and bittersweet hope.