Sienna’s POV “Feel free and dance. It’s my birthday for heaven’s sake, not a funeral!” Yvonne shouted over the pounding music, her fingers lacing with mine as she tugged me closer to the center of the room. “I am trying,” I said, though my stiff movements betrayed me. The bass vibrated through the floor,crawling up my legs and settling uncomfortably in my chest. I tried to mirror her rhythm, but it felt like I was wearing someone else’s skin, too tight, too loud, too wrong. Yvonne had never understood that some people didn’t thrive in chaos. “C’mon, don’t act so stiff and awkward,” she laughed, finally letting go of my hands. “I didn’t drag you all the way here so you could stare at everyone like a robot.” “I know,” I groaned, rolling my shoulders as if that might loosen the knot sitting between them. “You know partying isn’t my thing. I’m only here because of you.” “Yes, baby,” she said, swaying back toward me, her grin wide and reckless. This time, she placed my hands on her w
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