unge of Noir as red and blue laser beams cut

a glass of champagne in a Chanel couture miniskirt. Her gaze drifted lazily

and unmistakable torn white tulle peeking beneath the hem. The woman slapped a crumpled twenty-dollar

nter wedding video, and compared the faces. A vicious grin sp

r of Noir? Your good sister who got kicked

, Aubrie's reply fl

onight. Ruin her completely so she can ne

in her red-bottomed heels toward the dim VIP hallway, and cornered a server known for su

ning a few drops of odorless liquid-a high-purity hallu

y. While the bartender turned his back to scoop crushed ice, she emptied th

tall brown drink in front of Janell, telling her it w

n disgust, but after a moment of staring blankly ahead, she suddenly yanked the

flute in a mocking toast and sent Aubrie a

the world began to fr

ghts blurred into spinning halos. Her heart hammered against her ribs, and cold sweat soaked he

.. something

, digging her nails into the stone as the room spun.

there somewhere quiet I

and said there were rooms upstairs that had checked out but hadn't b

off the stool, her bare feet f

ar walked over. One dropped a

ok lonely. Want to sober

throat. She swung her arm

thy hands off

he fierce glare in her eyes

staying on the first floor meant being torn apart by vultures. She bit down on the

ered into the private elevator lob

n walked out laughing. Janell slipped inside the empty car

rough her double vision, she mistook the top-floor pri

as Janell's pupils dilated completel