10
Lark
It was not fine.
Not dealing with Sam the next week at work.
Not at Natalie’s party.
Not for Katherine’s throne.
Or my crew.
I stood there in the crowded ballroom as everyone I cared about yelled at each other. Tears rimmed Katherine’s eyes. Natalie looked like she was ready to spit actual venom. Penn could barely keep it all together. Camden had already raced out of the room, furious with Katherine.
I didn’t know how it had all gone so wrong.
One minute, I’d been trying to take Katherine’s advice and meet a new guy—unsuccessfully, I might add—and the next, Katherine was almost crying. I hadn’t seen her cry since high school.
“Oh god,” I whispered as they continued to go at each other’s throats.
Then I saw it. The moment that Katherine admitted defeat, turned on her heel
