~Serena~

I stared at the fire dancing up in the air, the gorgeous Cinderella ball gown burning inside the steel drum. The beautiful ball gown just went to waste. The nasty scent of burning fabric drifted through the air, but it wasn’t enough to erase Declan’s scent. It annoyingly lingered around, like an itch I couldn’t scratch.

Pulling out a packet of cigarettes from my leather jacket pocket, I lit it up and took a long pull.

Fucking Declan Mitchell. I huffed, peering up at the glowing ...