Chronicles Of One Night Stands
“Head high. We don’t want people knowing you’ve failed, right?”
Her words lodged in my chest like pins. I straightened, plastered confidence onto my face, and walked in by her side.
The lights, the murmurs, the laughter—all of it drowned when I heard her voice.
“And look who we have here, it’s Cassie Williams.”
Beatrice Montgomery. My old nemesis. Her smile was sweet, but her eyes burned with the same venom as in high school.
“Hey, Beatrice,” I muttered, stiff as her gaze slid right past me to my mother.