60: Find Cinderella

ALAINA

Queen Of Dawn had become a nationwide sensation. It repeated over and over in my head but for some reason, I'd not been able to properly process it. I sat before the mirror with the hairbrush clutched in my grip while I contemplated wearing my hair up or down today.

Not for the stream, but for work. It was becoming a well-recognized fact, in my headspace, that I couldn't avoid Alpha Alexander forever.

I mean, yeah, I'd love to try but the day of reckoning was today. After that argument, we hadn't seen each other, nor had I perceived his presence in his apartment — not that I was stalking him or anything. I just know that my little game of hide and seek ended today, and that made me want to physically melt and disappear.

I groaned slightly as I dipped the brush into my hair and continued to stroke. My reflection stared right back at me in the mirror.

Alaina. Queen Of Dawn. That was all me. This was the little girl that people liked. Lorraine had suggested making an actual soc