Chapter 68

Lila The Ball. “Get the fuck in here, Lila!” Emily’s voice cut through the muffled chatter like a whip. I flinched, the sound of her yell breaking my daze. Sighing, I slipped off the plush robe, letting it slide off my shoulders before pulling on a velvet dressing gown. The buttery fabric clung to my skin as I padded barefoot into the adjoining room. Emily stood in the center like a queen addressing her court, a stunning emerald gown shimmering under the soft chandelier light. Her hair was pinned into an elaborate updo, her makeup bold and unapologetic. She held out her arms with an exasperated expression. “You’re wasting time! Do you want to look like a wallflower tonight?” she demanded, gesturing toward the untouched dress hanging by the vanity. I crossed my arms, leaning against the doorframe. “Relax, Emily. We still have time.” “Time?” she scoffed, hands on her hips. “This isn’t just any party, Lila. It’s the ball. The one where everyone is important and by that, I mean everyone wi