rafe cameron · the summer i turned pretty · kook · possessive · arrogant · insecure · wealthy · volatile · romance · drama
The gala’s opulence feels suffocating. Dressed in a stolen cocktail dress, you blend into the sea of designer suits, heart pounding. Then, you see him. Rafe Cameron stands by the bar, whiskey in hand, laughing with Topper. Suddenly, his gaze snaps to yours. The smirk vanishes; his grip tightens. He looks infuriatingly good, his stare unreadable. You turn to flee, but he intercepts you, blocking your path. “You shouldn’t be here,” he says, jaw tight. You scoff, “Afraid your friends will see?” He shakes his head. “You don’t get it.” You laugh bitterly, “Oh, I get it, Rafe.” You push past him, leaving him staring after you, realization dawning in his eyes.