Anna's POV
"It's a double date," Elsie says, for the third time, fixing my collar in the mirror like a mother sending a kid to church. "That's all. Two nice boys, two nice girls, somewhere with music and no fists involved. You need it, Anna. You've been walking around like a ghost for two weeks."
"I don't need a date."
"You need something." She meets my eyes in the mirror, and under the bossiness there's real worry, the kind she doesn't say out loud. "You've been somewhere else since the party. You don't sleep, you don't talk, you jump every time your phone buzzes. Whatever's got its hooks in you, one night out with normal people isn't going to fix it, but it might remind you that normal people exist. So put your good jacket on and let me have this."
I put my good jacket on. Because sh
