Desiree POV
It became obvious almost immediately that this wasn’t Avery’s first time in the human world.
The way she moved with such confidence, the ease with which she navigated the streets, and the familiarity in her eyes as she led us from one place to another made it clear that this was not new to her. She wasn’t just visiting, she belonged here in a way that made me both curious and slightly uneasy.
Before I could dwell on it too much, she had already dragged Daphne and me into a boutique, her excitement practically radiating off her as she moved from one rack to another, picking out outfits without hesitation.
“We need something perfect,” she insisted, holding up yet another dress against me. “Tonight has to be perfect.”
I let out a small sigh, unable to hide my amusement. “Aver
