Chapter 19

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Ava

I wear a short black dress with a corset, and a crown, dressed as Nina Sayer from Black Swan.

I just hope Liam finally sees me.

I just hope he finally calls me pretty, and says, "Ava, I like you, only you, and not that man-stealing bitch."

I know I'm being jealous, but I can't help it; I've liked Liam since we were kids, and she's never shown any interest until now.

When I get to the party, I find it packed with people, and I see Liam talking to his friends, no Ivy in sight.

Perfect.

My heart beats rapidly as I start to approach him; you can do this Ava. This is your moment.

But of course she steals that from me too. As I'm about to approach Liam, he practically runs toward the door, toward her.

She's dressed as a fairy; unoriginal, yet he still looks at Ivy like she's the most beautiful thing.

And then they dance together. 

And then I run outside in the pouring rain, sitting on the curb of the road as mascara runs down my cheeks.

And then I hear his voice.

"Rough night?"

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