Book 2: Reflection

Anwen

“Kieran said you had to go?” Baz asks from where he sits on the railing of the balcony attached to my bedroom.

“Those were his exact words.” I scowl at my open wardrobe. “Anwen, you have to go to this ball, or it will look bad for all of us. Authority command and all. Who the fuck does he think he is?”

Baz snorts. “Sounds like he thinks he’s your fucking dad.”

I grab a shoe from the bottom of my wardrobe and launch it at his head. “Shut up.”

He dodges, and the shoe sails off to land somewhere on the grounds. “Not to be a dick, but why are you so pissed anyway? You’re the one who said balls are called that because that’s what women show up looking for.”

That makes me smile a little. I am funny.

“Perfect way to get over the Haze,” he adds.

And I’m pissed again. I still haven’t told him. I haven’t told anyone. And I think if I show up to this party, and Estrella’s there looking like a Goddess-damned dream, I might j