Chapter 7
Cassie pressed her back against the wicker chair on Ally’s porch and finished off the last of her cocktail. Rum burned its way down her throat as she set her empty glass on the table positioned between her and her friend. The wind seemed to whisper between the oak trees lining the street in front of Ally’s house, but the comforting sound didn’t ease the tension knotting Cassie’s neck.
What a night it had been… No, it was more like, what a day. From the a*s chewing she received at the studio to all the crazy s**t that unfolded at Midnight Blues, it had been more than a day from hell. It was an all-inclusive trip into a s**t storm of love, lies, and lunatics. Not even the devil would subject his tormented soul to such chaos.
The fun didn’t stop when they left the club. From the
