LAYLA'S POV
When someone questions your intelligence like Edward did, it has a way of rewiring your entire brain. Suddenly, every decision you’ve made in the last week feels questionable, including agreeing to go to a party with a guy I barely know.
In horror and thriller books, girls like me are always the first to go missing, and honestly? I can’t even argue with the plot logic. I might actually be that dumb girl.
I’m standing in front of my mirror now, staring at myself after somehow managing to get dressed without giving up entirely and crawling back into bed. Picking an outfit was a whole ordeal because everything I own is moderately too decent for a college party but I eventually settled on a black flare skirt and a corset top. It’s chilly outside but people say fashion is pain so
