Elara'S POV
“You know the best way to process through grief?” Aya asked. Without waiting for an answer, she said, “Continue with your usual habits. That means it’s movie night, and we’re watching all of these.” She held up the box set of DVDs featuring a familiar-looking young vampire and human couple on the cover.
I sputtered, beer dribbling down my chin. “You’re kidding, right?”
“What?” She c****d her hip. “That wolf boy is fine. She should have chosen him over that skinny vampire.” Aya made a sour face.
“I don’t know,” Nalanie said. “I could totally get down with them both.” She elbowed my ribs. “You know what I mean.”
A blush heated my cheeks. So far, I did not know what she meant, but I hoped to one day. Vampire and wolf sandwich. Goals.
“Oh my God, I love those movies!” Analys
