Chapter 465 Push & Pull

• Ella
• It was late, far too late for me to be awake, but sleep eluded me that night thanks to the excitement roiling around inside my head. I found myself standing in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom. In the soft glow of the lamp on the bedside table and the waxing moon filtering in through the sheer curtains, I could just make out the delicate rose tattoo that now sat on my hip.
• “My dad is gonna flip when he sees this,” I whispered as I tugged down the waistband of my pajama pants just enough to see the dainty little rose.