Chapter 80. Dancer

DANTE’S POV

Veronica made me wear the same thing today. The same awful dress that leaves very little to the imagination. Colton went through the same process of waking me up and leading me towards orientation room but today I noticed that he had a huge bruise under his left eye and he was extremely distant. He barely said a word to me all morning and I don’t particularly care but having someone to talk to in this place makes me feel a little less insane.

I need to talk to someone here constantly so I don’t lose my mind, and Colton seems to be the only one available. I hate his guts but I do appreciate his presence. Also, the fact that he seems to be the only one in this place who doesn’t look at me like he wants to eat me up helps a lot.

“Today, we learn how to dance,” Veronica says with her hands up in the air as if what she just said was like mining gold. She looks towards us with an evil glimmer in her eye. I’m not a good dancer. In fact, I can’t even rem