121. HUSH MELODY!

MELODY’S POV My phone beeped. I pulled it out instantly, a rush of warmth flooding my chest the second I saw her name. Jensen: Still haven’t sent my drugs for the weekend, charming. My cheeks burned hot. I quickly scrolled through my gallery, picked my favorite shots and sent them over without hesitation. Her reply came in seconds. Jensen: More. Me: I don’t have any. "Are you going to be here and be on your phone all day?" Mary asked, nudging me with a playful grin. I looked up, blinking as I took in the lively chaos of Henry’s birthday party. Music pulsed through the room, colorful lights flashing, laughter echoing off the walls, drinks clinking everywhere. It was supposed to be fun. But my mind was miles away, wrapped around Jensen. I quickly checked my phone one more time. No reply yet. I slipped it into my bag, forcing myself to focus on the people around me, but my thoughts kept drifting back, waiting for that buzz. An hour later, boredom had settled deep in my bones. I