almos

pulled downstairs by Margaret Blake to attend her en

Isabella Knight, and whined,"Sis, you can't dress prettier than me! What if Alexander sees you a

d. As ridiculous as Summe

eauty in City Q. Whenever she showed

ne look at clueless Summer and decide she wasn't good enough. What if they trie

thless, and even.impotent. She wasn't abou

ped off her makeup and slipped into a plain, dull grey dre

he looked utterly forgettable. Satisfied,

he thought.Fine, I'll let her have her mome

d just walked right into

icly humiliated her, posting edited clips online that destroyed Summer's alre

s going to return ev

er, remember to behave when you see Mr. Barron and

r's smart-I kn

d along, pla

ne wanted to be at that

e Alexander Barron and face

ong as that girl named "Nina" hadn'

l, the atmosphere w

tly the Barron family's golden boy, the moment word got out that Old Mr.

tulations-they were

was supposed to be for Isabella K

b girl for an ugly guy-so

ith gossip, the main

ed-and the ro

if any sound might break the spell and sc

aring a sleek silver gown tha

less waves, highlighting her smooth shoulders, el

she looked almost ethereal-like she

l beauty was enough to make every other youn

sbelief, "Wait. is that really the

seemed to ripple

ummer K

d to slather her face in ghost-white powder and dre

ed that underneath all that

little sister, Isabella-she'sthe real number-one

nd spoke up in defense o

a drab, shapeless gray dress-and everyone who had p

er a "once-in-a-generation beauty

n, frumpy look with zero makeup?

Q's crown jewel? More

nd day. Summer's a star shining bright

brutal. The mockery and cr

didn't ev

ing the crowd, looking

t happened the night befo

, he had already deci

sabella was seething. Her hands were clenched so tight her

mn

yed-by Summer,

to make her

ed in Isabella's eyes. A

r disaster. And I've got

r face dark with anger, and began striding toward Summ

ruin that flawless white gown-one splash, and the thin fabri

tures, leak them to the gossip sites, and wa

lone made her

closer, st

foot aw

raised

the movement from the corner o

for me? You'

old glint of silver-a ti

t, a strong arm swept out of nowhere,

a wave mid-air, the fabric swirl

the needle in Summer

h

ash split

ttered on the floo

ng shriek cut th

pped her h

d