Ivy, back then...
As I sat alone in my room, the events of prom night played over and over in my mind like a twisted movie.
The loud music and bright lights seemed to mock me, reminding me of how I foolishly let Aaron charm his way into asking me to the Prom. It ended terribly when I refused to go back to his hotel room with him. The way he reacted. So angry.
Stupid hormonal teenage boys...
I groaned and lay back on the pillow.
But that wasn't the only thing weighing on me.
The memory of Aidan's arms around another girl haunted me, causing a tightness in my chest. A burning sensation of jealousy consumed me, twisting my insides into knots as I couldn't help but wish it was me in her place.
I could no longer deny the truth: I wanted to be the one by his side. The thought alone was enough to make my heart ache with longing and regret.
