My gown sticks to my skin as the rain drenches me. Everyone else has taken shelter in the cabin and are floating around in their elegant silk gowns, socialising and being pretty.
I glare at my gown. Stupid thing.
I never should have said yes.
Never should've come here.
I glance behind me one last time and spot the reason for the soirée– the happy couple.
Georgette smiles and the lights catch her pearly whites which is reason enough to send me into a rage, but then they also catch Aaron's ring– the one he let her slip onto his finger with a goddamn smile.
I rip my eyes away from the gruesome sight and stalk towards the bathroom, full of intent.
I'll show all those motherfuckers not to f**k with me.
I'm not Cinderella, I'm f*****g Rapunzel and I'm letting my hair down.
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