#Chapter 166: Eyes Beneath the Shadows

Ella The party was raging on, the music thumping in my chest as I finished my drink. Logan turned to me, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and anticipation. “You ready to head out, Ella?” he asked, his voice almost drowned out by the music. I glanced around at the raucous crowd and the flickering bonfire. The crowd had grown as more people arrived. Somewhere off in the distance, a couple of cars were doing burnouts on the desert sand. Those two twins from earlier were driving the cars, and I kept looking over, intrigued. Part of me knew that I had said that I would go home after one drink, and that drink was gone. I knew that it was safest for me not to let this go too far, for me to return to my apartment and not get too close because I knew that the end of this charade with Logan was coming sooner or later. But another, bigger, part of me wanted to stay and soak in the wild atmosphere a little longer, to experience something different for once. “Stay,” Ema said,