ADINNA’S POV
Back at the dorm, I can’t shake off the strange feeling in my chest. It has been growing since the boutique. I tell myself it’s nothing but nerves about the Ball, but that doesn’t convince me. Something feels different. I feel different. It’s like my skin doesn’t fit anymore.
Riley is stretched out on her bed, kicking her feet in the air and humming a tune from the radio. She’s glowing, of course. Everything about her looks bright. She hasn’t stopped talking since we got back.
“Ashton said he reserved us a table near the balcony,” she says, twirling a pen between her fingers. “Can you believe that? He actually remembered I love the view from there.”
I nod absentmindedly, staring at the ceiling.
She turns to me, grinning. “He’s the sweetest. He even said he’d save me a dan
