CHAPTER NINETEEN
FREYA’S POV
Parties. s*x. Drugs. That is the definition of living it up among most college students. Of course, they couldn’t be more wrong about that. To me, it’s the moment you transition into adulthood. Its when you fully grow into yourself and become either your own ruin or your own saving grace. Its when you taste every inch of life for what it really is and decide what exactly you want to do.
“No, you are going with smoking eyes,” Lizzy spoke thoughtfully, her eyes scanning me from head to toe.
“I’m regretting telling you this,” I said, sighing. We had been at this for what felt like hours. First, she’d been extremely mad that she wasn’t the one taking me to this party and then she had switched up to obsessing over what exactly I should be wearing for it. In the
