Lina's POV
The weekend finally came, and I took Elena shopping in downtown Ravenport.
We bought her some colorful new clothes and supplements—she'd been wearing nothing but dark, depressing colors since getting sick. After dropping her back at the Lockwood house, I rushed across town to meet Chloe.
Adrian had sent me an urgent text during his international conference call: [Chloe got dumped. She's at the club drinking. Can you check on her?]
I found her at an exclusive private club, sprawled across a center booth surrounded by empty bottles.
And a male model in a white shirt was giving her a shoulder massage.
I actually had to shake my head to clear the image. If Adrian saw this, Chloe would definitely earn herself three days of house arrest.
"Chloe Storm!" I marched
