Chapter 62

Harper

By the time we were all finally ready, the room looked like a whirlwind had passed through—makeup brushes scattered across the desk, glitter shimmering on the floor like tiny stars, and stray bits of ribbon and lace sticking to the carpet.

Piper fluffed her pink hair one last time, her wings fluttering behind her like they were alive, before spinning in a circle and grinning at us. “Okay,”