FLASHBACK
ELEIA'S POV
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Dancing, clapping, singing at the top of our lungs...It all seems unreal as if Rosie and I were in an alternative universe. We decided to have a girl's night, we hired night nanny's and the guys went out. No matter if we're having a girl's night, if something happens, we're just in the living room downstairs while they're asleep.
"Where is the tequila?" Rosie glances around, her eyes narrow. I could tell she's drunk, but I'm not one to judge because I am too.
"Didn't you bring it in from the kitchen?" I plop down onto the couch, snatching one of Stefan's joints he had stashed in his drawer.
I never thought he was a smoker and when I asked about it, Rosie says she sometimes joins him too.
Never in my life did I think, the fragile girl who I had to save and st
