Morgana's POV
“Come on, drink uppppp.” Mary Anne’s voice rose over the loud music in the club.
Yeah. She brought me to a club. After the I dropped the call from her from earlier, she brought the idea that I should come over to her house to dress up. I didn't want to agree before, but as usual, she made me say yes.
She made me go over to her place after she sent me an address. She had a very wonderful and beautiful house. It was so good being in another space after what is going on right now.
I don't know how I've not told her about the whole issue, but I think that's for the best. I don't want to be the one to ruin her mood when she is celebrating.
She dressed me up like I was not a twenty-eight-year-old lady. I felt like I was eighteen the way she dressed me up in a short dress
