Rowena’s POV. 17.
Kissed Like I Was Clean.
The ride to Bluevile’s main hall was mostly silent, except for Cindy humming and fidgeting beside me like she’d swallowed a firework. The car rolled to a stop in front of what looked like an abandoned building—plain bricks, tall gates, no banners, no crowd, no noise. Just shadows and cool night air.
Cindy was the first to jump out.
“Wow! This is creepy! But I like it creepy. Yayy!” she shrieked, spinning around like a lunatic.
I rolled my eyes and leaned forward, pressing a palm to my temple. “Can you dial it down? Your emotions are spilling everywhere. It’s suffocating.”
I was about to reach for the door handle when it opened from the outside. Adrian stood there, already holding the door like he’d read my thoughts. One hand tucked in his
