Chapter 5
Brooke sat at the kitchen table scanning through the newest edition of Vogue. While most kids hid under their covers reading books about faraway places or finding an idol in a comic book, she lost herself in the glossy pages of fashion magazines.
After her mom died, those magazines became her lifeline. Looking at pretty things helped her forget about the ugliness of reality. She’d imagine wearing a five-thousand-dollar dress, walking the red carpet of some big Hollywood premiere as she waved to her adoring fans. As she got older, she became more interested in the construction of clothes and how completely separate items could make a killer outfit.
“Bex needs your help,” Chase said as he walked into the kitchen, holding a tablet that had been permanently attached to his hand si
