Thirty four

The beat thrumming through the air felt liberating as Sophia lost herself in its rhythm. She swung her arms in the air, the alcohol in the solo cup she held spilling at every thrust of her arm.

Lennox. Lennox. Lennox. The name never left her head even though she'd tried to drown him out with alcohol as soon as she'd arrived, when that didn't work, she switched to dancing him out of her system.

Someone grabbed her arm, halting her moves. Sophia turned to see Ivan smiling at her.

"I've been looking for you all night. I thought you didn't come".

Sophia grinned, the smile not quite soothing the ache in her chest. "I wouldn't have missed this for the world. Your party was just what I needed to unwind".

"I'm glad that you're having fun," he said, then hesitated, glancing around at the others who seemed a little lost in their world. He leaned closer, making alarm bells shoot off like crazy in Sophia alcohol fuddled brain.