Chapter 38: Drunk

Isla arrived at Sophie’s apartment, dropped off by Jaxon’s driver.

“Thanks,” she said, waving goodnight. The driver gave a slight nod before speeding off.

As she entered the apartment complex, excitement bubbled up inside her. She broke into a giggle, practically running.

“Sophie! Sophie!” she called out, eager to share everything—despite already spilling most of it over the phone.

She dashed up the stairs, stopping in front of Sophie’s door.

“Girllll!” Sophie’s voice rang from inside. The door flung open, and the two best friends threw their arms around each other in a tight embrace.

“I missed you so much, Isla!” Sophie whined dramatically.

Isla burst into laughter. “Oh, please. You’re so dramatic—I was here two nights ago.”

“What? No!” Sophie protested as they stepped inside. “You were here physically, but mentally? Nah. You were sulking and blaming me for trying to set you up with Mr. Stranger.” She plopped onto the couch with a smirk.