Meadow’s POV:

The soft, rich sound of classical music greeted us as we stepped into the large ballroom. The outside was massive and spacious, but the inside…

Looked like a fucking dream.

Glass chandeliers hung from the ceiling, the floor was polished, and the crowd of people in the room was intimidating in a way. Like if you weren’t rich or extra-rich, you couldn’t belong here.

I didn’t exactly belong, but I wasn’t a stranger to luxury. After all, I was raised in ...