Zeph's POVLater in the night, I sighed, staring at myself in the mirror, feeling so skeptical about this. Why did I even agree to this party in the first place? Maybe if I slipped out of my window, I could avoid this entire thing-"Zeph, open up. Don't tell me you're hiding in there," Vixxen's voice interrupted my thoughts through the door, his voice sounding amused.I rolled my eyes and made my way to the door, pulling it open. The moment Vixxen laid his eyes on me, his lips parted, and he took a step back, dramatically holding his chest as if he had just heard the most devastating news."Oh no," he gasped. "Who died?"I frowned. "What?'"Are you attending a funeral. Wow Zeph, such a bold choice. You look like you're about to mourn the loss of joy at this party."I groaned, smacking his arms. "It's not that bad.""Zeph," he shook his head, as if he was disappointed. "This is a party. If you show up like that, people will start handing you tissues and asking if you need a support gro
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