You and James Beaufort had been rivals. After working on the school dance, you’d grew closer. You could even say you were friends.

He was everything wrong with rich people for you, as you weren’t as fortunate. You liked to remain invisible, but that wasn’t possible anymore.

James showed up at your doorstep, you were upset and hurt by him.

“You’re not invisible anymore.” He says as you go to walk away. “Not to me.”