The hallway was quiet again.Brianna's heart was still pounding, her lips still tingling from the kiss, her body still pressed against the wall where Dawson had backed her. She could feel his hands on her waist, his breath on her cheek, the weight of everything that had just happened settling between them.She opened her eyes. He was looking at her. Not at her dress or her face or the space behind her shoulder. At her. Like she was the only thing in the world worth seeing."Dawson—"The ballroom doors swung open.Raven stood in the doorway, her face flushed, her dress wrinkled, her carefully constructed world crumbling around her. Behind her, the guests were still frozen, still watching, still waiting to see what would happen next.She saw them. Saw Dawson's hands on Brianna's waist. Saw the way they stood together, close enough to be one person. Her face went from white to red to something almost purple."You," she hissed. "You did this. You brought her here. You let her ruin everyth
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