Chapter 12
Lily's POV.
I spun around in front of my bedroom mirror, trying to zip up the deep-blue cocktail dress Sonia had insisted we buy for this party. My heartbeat thudded in my temples, and every ten seconds my hairbrush clattered to the floor. I glanced at the clock: 9:18 PM. The party started at 9:00.
“Ugh!” I yanked the zipper as far as it would go. It stuck. My headache flared brighter behind my eyes.
“Relax,” Sonia said, flinging a tangle of her own hair over her shoulder as she pulled at the zipper from behind me. “It’s on its way.”
Her words sounded tinny in my skull. The room looked like a tornado had passed through: shoes everywhere, makeup strewn across the dresser, clothes draped over every chair. I glanced down at my dress. The fabric strained at the seams.
“Can we
