Rosie’s POVThe banquet’s in full action. Laughter, music, everything feels too loud, too gold, too much. I need air. Most especially after having thise boys drag out orgasm through me, and oh yeah, theh didn't actually fuck me... just touched me till I'm a wrecking mess.I cant tell what suddenly changed in my body, but the ache to have them around, the cravings. The Moon goddess help me.The lights shimmer across the marble floor as I move. My Valentino gown clings to my hips like silk made of sin, the slit teasing every step I take. I picked it myself.After everything, after the nightmares, the visions, the screams, I deserve to feel beautiful. To remind myself that life, somehow, still has color.I search for Dominic and Ashton, the two idiots I came here with, but they’re nowhere to be found.Of course. Fuckboys.I sigh.The air outside hits me, cool and alive. I lift the hem of my gown, careful not to step on it and tumble like a drunk fairy tale.My heels click against the st
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