Chapter 30: A Family Thing
Reese
By the time I reached the house where the party was being held, the knot in my stomach had twisted itself into something close to nausea.
The place was already loud before I even stepped out of the car.
Music thumped through the walls hard enough to make the ground vibrate. Colored lights flickered everywhere, and the front yard was cluttered with cars parked in every direction like someone had dumped them there without any intention of ever leaving again—some parked crooked, others abandoned half on the curb.
I stared at the house in disbelief.
What the hell was Lauren thinking? I thought this was supposed to be some kind of welcome-home party for Tatum.
A “family” thing. That was the word she used.
But the scene unfolding in front of me looked
