Electra's POV
The moment Seraphina mentioned going to a party earlier, I couldn't shake off the unease that followed. She might have tried to act casual about it, but I knew for a fact she had never been to a party before—certainly not the kind that Elysium Girls High was infamous for.
The parties here weren't the glamorous events she might have seen in movies. They were chaotic, wild, and often unpredictable. Drinks were frequently spiked, people did reckless things under the influence, and secrets had a way of spilling out into the open.
Seraphina didn't know any of this. She was stepping into something she wasn't ready for, and the thought of her dealing with it alone, even though she would technically be with my friends, still made my stomach twist since they didn't know she wasn't who they thought she was.
Sure, she was doing her best to blend into my life—to act like she was the hardened, confident version of me—but she wasn't me.