Chapter 11 Shopping For Dresses

• Theo's Point of View
• Sunlight cut through the curtains in streaks, slicing through the shadows in my room. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, my body still heavy from last night—Megan's scene still faintly lingering on the sheets. I sat up, groaning softly as I swung my legs off the bed, the floor cold against my bare feet.
• A soft knock on the door startled me. Before I could answer, Reyna's voice came through.