ELLIANA'S POV
The shrill sound of my alarm jolts me out of my slumber, the world coming back into focus in a rush. I blink, my eyes adjusting to the light streaming in through the window.
"Four o'clock already?" I murmur, my voice still thick with sleep. "Time to get ready, I guess."
I climb out of bed, the stiffness in my muscles a reminder of the day's exertions. With a quick glance at the clock, I hurry to the bathroom, shedding my clothes as I go.
The hot spray of the shower is a welcome relief, the water washing away the lingering fatigue of the day. I reach for my shampoo, my fingers working the lather into my hair, the scent of coconut and vanilla filling the air.
As I rinse the soap away, I let my mind wander, my thoughts drifting to the party ahead. What will it be like? What
