p LOOKed AMAZING
AND FELt AS FAB
Felt like a superstar everyday, with her own
WELCOME TO st. carl's academy
back to school
Perry Prescott flew up from a royal blue armchair, death gripping a can of sparkling rose as shots rang out around her. Barely noting the wine splashing onto the expensive fabric or the crackling fire on the upper deck of Niko Orlov’s castle compound, Perry tried to ignore the images of John’s head exploding that were flooding her head.