“Are you okay?” Derrick asks me while zipping me into my dress. I simply nod as I put my earrings on, my mind stuck a million miles away. Derrick turns me around, looking intently at me through his voluminous fake lashes, as his eyeshadow glitters in the light. “Bullshit, and I know this isn’t because they dared use green spotlights in rehearsal today.”
“I really do hate that colour,” I sneer.
“You’ve been acting weird since you came back from your vacation. Did something happen? Did he hurt you?” he presses.
I smile shaking my head, “Jartre was amazing. It was the most incredible experience of my life. I still need to show you all the pictures I took.”
“Yes, you do, but that's not the point. If you're not upset about the getaway, then what is wrong? I know you, Ella, something has you
