Wrong Foot, Right Turn

[Rosalynd]

I pull my cloak around me tightly as I step out into the dark street. Luckily, Slone's place is an easy walk from here, even in this joke of a dress.

That man, that Gideon, is infuriating. What an ass! I thought he was arrogant before, but now I'm convinced he is some kind of masochistic narcissist. It's a shame he is the leader of that little group, because those ladies deserve someone kinder and more considerate than he is--someone a little less self-centered. I tried so hard because I knew Slone wanted me to meet her friends but he reminds me so much of my mother, of her friends, and how they thought it was okay to make me feel small.

I refuse to let anyone make me feel that low about