Rhiannon's POV

This was exhausting. This was insane actually. This was absolutely out of hand.

Her legs were aching, a consequence of dance after dance. It was like a scene out of a fairytale, dancing the night away with her Prince Charming.

But even fairytales have villains.

She would have known the truck anywhere. She hadn't seen Tyler in the venue anywhere, but it didn't mean he wasn't there. She didn't see him here in the parking lot, either.

"Let's go," she ...