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Elle
I sit inside my glass carriage. The line to the L Center inches forward. Nervous energy skitters through my system. The Glass Slipper Ball is being streamed live. Everything starts in just a few minutes.
I can’t wait forever here. That said, there’s no missing how all the other carriages have paper numbers taped to the back of their vehicles. It reminds me of the New York marathon. Everyone had to register beforehand and get approved to enter.
Obviously, I’m not on any list.
Sure, I could sneak into the L Center itself. But I want more. My goal is to get my butt on that stage and stand beside Alec. This line is for the other Cinderellas who are heading to that same spot.
I simply have to wait. And chat up Jacoby.
Speaking of Jacoby, he folds his arms over his chest. The move
