Text the address to me. Louis texted Edwina as she got dressed for her father’s ball.
“Oh you’ll look so good with the Briggs. I heard that they are also coming for the ball,” her mother said as she pinched her cheeks. “I know you don’t want to be with him, because he is a … you know…”
“A werewolf mom. A werewolf. He’s not diseased so don’t stigmatize him.”
“Well, it’s a green flag for me that you’re standing up for him. You can both birth forth…werewolf children.”
“Mom, I need to get dressed.”
“Oh come on Edwina, I bathed you when you were a baby,”
“Well, now you don’t mother. I still have to take the rollers out of my hair and get dressed in this ball gown. You don’t need to dress me up because Selena is on her way to help me as well.” There was a soft knock on the door. “That shou
