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This is a terrible, terrible idea. She knows the moment she boards the yacht and sees a handful of familiar people, none of which are the roommates she accidentally ditched to ride the roller coaster with a stranger. Thankfully, a different familiar face comes into view. Mirana quickly approaches them, desperate to appear in conversation and less approachable. “ Rai ! Who knew you were one for yacht parties ? ” she remarks with a smirk. “ Here to observe all the city’s finest and their petty dramas ? Or is it the free food ? ”

the last thing rose wanted to do right now was celebrate. perhaps it had been foolish, but she had imagined her mother’s inauguration happening in a number of ways. somehow, it was never like this. never ushered in with the death of her mother’s friend, the death of her mother’s mentor. the death of rose’s uncle. it felt wrong, in a way, to celebrate. but she knew they had no other choice.