“Well, guys,” Mr. Madden announces, his voice cutting cleanly through the overlapping chatter. He’s the only one still standing, and somehow that alone is enough to draw everyone’s attention. We all look up at him. “Cheers.” He raises his glass, effortless, and one by one, we follow, a scattered echo of cheers filling the room as glass meets glass in the air. “This is so exciting,” Tessa grins, already taking a sip of her wine, her eyes practically glowing. Mr. Madden sits down again, and the moment he does, his knee brushes mine under the table. The contact is light. Accidental. And yet.. My entire body reacts. I jerk my legs away too quickly, shifting to the other side, only to bump straight into Nick. Shit. Heat floods my face as I awkwardly pull my knees inward, pressing them together like that will somehow make me take up less space. Like I can just… disappear into the middle. I take a large gulp of wine. Around me, everyone starts filling their plates, the soft scrape
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