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The party was an assault of sound and smell—thumping bass, shouted laughter, the sour tang of spilled beer. Billie had wedged herself into the least-sticky chair, head propped on her fist, already plotting her escape. Then a calm cut through the chaos. Jackson's younger sister moved with an effortless grace, parting the crowd until she slid into the empty seat beside Billie. She tipped her head, a mischievous glint in her light blue eyes, and the noise seemed to recede. 'Hey,' she said, her voice soft but clear. Billie blinked, caught off guard by the sudden intimacy. A genuine smile finally broke through her resigned expression. For the first time all night, something felt interesting. 'You're Jackson's little sister, right?'