The nightclub's VIP booth pulsed with low golden light, a stark contrast to the storm that had been hanging around Chicago ever since Cassie disappeared.
Sienna sat curled into the velvet seat between Audrey and Pearl, a glass of champagne sweating in her hand.
She finally felt free to breathe here, away from Frederick's scrutinizing gaze, away from the fragile innocence she carefully crafted for the world. Here, behind tinted glass and velvet ropes, she could stop pretending.
"What do you mean you can't get married to him yet?" Audrey asked, popping a strawberry between her glossed lips. She leaned forward, fully invested in the drama as always.
Sienna exhaled sharply, her irritation simmering just beneath her skin. "Cassie vanished. Completely. And until she shows up at the
