Chapter 22: Growing tension

The lyrics rang out from the speakers, Fiona belting out Chester Bennington's words with gusto.

"I tried so hard and got so far! But in the end, it doesn't even matter! I had to fall to lose it all, but in the end, it doesn't even matter!"

Celine, sitting beside Fiona, rolled her eyes and laughed, her phone in hand as she snapped photos and videos of Fiona's enthusiastic carpool karaoke. "Fiona, my ears are suffering! Can you chill with the high notes? You sound like a dying goldfish!" she teased.

"Oh, please!" Fiona retorted, still singing along to the chorus. "When I become a famous singer, you're gonna be at my concerts and you're gonna love every second of it! Even if I do sound like a fish on land!"

Celine rolled her eyes, a playful smirk on her lips. "Since when do you have a passion for music?" she asked, teasing her friend.

"Since today!" Fiona replied with a playful shrug. "Hey, you gotta start somewhere, right?"

The car pulled up to a sleek, high-end bar, the neon lights dan