ora

t was fragile. I was a novelty, a puzzle they were trying to so

with Madison Sinclair. It was

ess, detached herself from a group and began

rk, no doubt-she'd have told Madison that Aurora's gown was definitely a fake, tha

a shade too bright, the seams puckered. It was a weapon designed for a very specific kind of attack.

oud enough to be heard. "Oh my god, Chloe! You'll never believe it. It seem

n nearby perked up. 'Astra' was a new, enigmatic online brand whose limited-r

ir designs are so fresh, and the best part is how affordable they are! They make t

ing fakes. But since I am a Sinclair, everyone will assume mine is t

, Madison, you two are practically twins! But Aurora, sister," she said, her eyes wide with fake sympath

hispers started again, t

-off. I

rd to fit in.

s as a Sinclair. She must w

adison stood before me, their eyes gleaming with triumph. They tho

poorly constructed seams of Madison's dr

had n

rap wasn't mine. It was of their own making,

elf. I simply took a slow sip of my

Let them fly as high as their

so much more sat

es, searching. And then I saw her, standing ne

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