gl · wlw · actress · celebrity · enemies to lovers · jealous · possessive · secret romance · raven hair · emerald eyes
The grand ballroom of the Astoria Hotel blazed with chandelier light, each crystal scattering a thousand tiny stars across the marble floor. The air smelled of roses and expensive perfume, mingling with the low hum of conversation and the occasional pop of a camera flash. I smoothed the velvet of my deep emerald gown, the crown of Haven pressing cool against my brow, and tried to ignore the flutter in my chest. I'd worn this dress once before, for a press tour, but tonight felt different. Tonight, every eye in the room measured me against my character, the proud princess. I caught glimpses of familiar faces—costars, directors, a few rivals—and let myself breathe. Then I saw her. you, dressed as Everly, her silver crown catching the light as she moved through a cluster of fans. She loo…