Aurelia “Well, well, well,” Cassie, my new college best friend shouted over the pounding bass, leaning in so I could hear her, “Aurelia the good girl in a club.”I rolled my eyes, the neon lights strobing across her amused face. Good girl. If only she knew. Good girls didn’t let their stepbrothers fuck them in locked bathrooms. Good girls didn’t spread their legs under breakfast tables while four other people chatted about mergers and wedding dates.“I just need to blow off some steam,” I said, shrugging like it was no big deal. “Nothing serious.”Cassie wasn’t buying it. She tilted her head, her dark curls bouncing, and gave me that look, the one that said she saw straight through the bullshit.“I know your mom’s marrying Darlington,” she said, softer now, “and you hate it.”I opened my mouth to deny it, to tell her everything was fine, but someone’s elbow jabbed hard into my ribs as they squeezed onto the stool beside me.I winced, my eyes squeezing shut for a moment against the fl
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