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The Grayson's house party

Author: K i ñ g s s
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-12-05 16:21:40

CHAPTER 14

Aurora’s POV

Layla had been begging me for three days straight.

“Aurora, we’re having a small party at our place. Come. You need to stop thinking. You need to breathe. You need to forget—” She cut herself off with a meaningful glare. “Everything.”

Especially The mystery visit during my period that still haunted me

So… I agreed.

Sort of.

“Just a few people,” Layla promised again as we stepped out of the Uber.

“Chill ones. No drama.”

She said that like she wasn’t sharing a roof with the living embodiment of drama.

The Grayson house glowed with warm amber lights, music rumbling through the windows. I swallowed, tugging down the hem of my lose purple cargo shorts-and-white crop top, the fabric soft and oversized against my skin. I paired it with a matching face cap tilted low over my eyes.

Comfort over style was the plan.

I felt cute.

Safe.

But the second we stepped inside, I realized I was dangerously, foolishly… visible.

Heads turned instantly.

Not in the “wow look at the f
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