Elena's POV
That girl was a thorn.
A little witch!
As soon as I told Noah that I was going to think about it, I already decided not to go.
How would I, anyway? It was a fucking gala. I didn't need to know who the gala was for, or...
Elena's POV
That girl was a thorn.
A little witch!
As soon as I told Noah that I was going to think about it, I already decided not to go.
How would I, anyway? It was a fucking gala. I didn't need to know who the gala was for, or...