Chapter 200 Under The Purple Lights
- Abby
- With Anton’s words of encouragement still fresh in my mind, I take a deep breath, gather my composure, and push through the door back into the party.
- The music and chatter rush back over me like a wave, and I feel a sense of deja vu wash over me. It’s as if I never left, as if I never took that detour into the alley to escape the sight of Karl and Shana dancing together.