Chapter Twenty

Karen's POV

I walked into the ballroom and caught my breath. Crystal chandeliers spiraled down from the arching sky-blue ceiling, illuminating the glimmering golden walls. I looked at the guests, they all wore sparkling and new dresses. In the sky, the moon provided lightning in the house. 

I found my way through the crowds of drunk people and champagne-bearing waiters. A girl pushed into me, grinding, forcing me into dancing. My voice pushed out into her ear, low but firm, "Get off me, bitch." 

Almost everyone was drunk and you with a few people in corners, either talking or making out. I stood idle, by the door for a few minutes listening to the lyrics of the music. The night was alive, the air was so thick with lights and smoke but the roar of the crowd and music that thrummed straight into my eardrums