Ella's POV:
Okay, so the "perfect day" I envisioned wasn't exactly playing out the way I'd hoped. After the masquerade party, I had imagined that everything would settle down, that I could slip back into my usual routine, and that maybe the whole night would fade into the background. But of course, that was too much to ask for. It seemed that, along with my hoodie and mask, I needed to shed myself with a cloak of invisibility.
Now, back at school, I was practically the center of attention. With Amber's absence, all eyes seemed to shift in my direction. And it certainly didn't help that the infamous "Three Musketeers" had decided to make themselves my unofficial bodyguards. Everywhere I went, they were there. Jason, Dylan, and Max—each of them as relentless as they were infuriating.
