“You still can’t remember who I am can you?”My heart is pounding so hard in my chest right now. A feeling of liquid awe fills me as I watch what’s happening in the room. This looks so real, it feels like magic. The amount of technology it would take to make this happen though….I touch the flowers that have sprouted from the ground with an eagerness that feels childish, and the petals feel real. They feel just like real petals and the fragrance of the flowers is like those of real flowers. Yet there’s no way I could be standing beside a flower bush right now.I am many many stories up a concrete building and flowers need earth to grow. The floor beneath me doesn’t feel like earth, and these flowers… a tiny aquamarine blue petal from one of them peeks out from a stalk of grass, and something about the flowers I handed back to Tieran comes back to me.“It’s beautiful.” The Senator nods and with a gentle snap of his fingers the flowers are gone again, and everything folds in on itself,

Malachi’s pov.The sound of static as the TV is turned on irritates me.~Hello everyone. This is the morning news on Channel 59 and I'm Nadia Donell. Today on headline news, Commotion at the Starlight Hall!At about 9 pm last night, a scene broke out at the entrance to the Starlight hall. One of its patrons came running out, an unidentified woman people now speculate to be a rich second-generation, however, the truth is still unknown. The Starlight Hall, known for its calm, exclusive, and immersive reputation has never experienced anything like this since its opening. Eyewitnesses state that the unidentified female patron was being chased by masked men - Masked men, who wore the silver masks of a wildly popular figure known as “The Senator”. The security officials of the hall stated that the female was an unregistered guest, and they said that she was running because she must have committed an offense.All of this is still speculation but as it always is among the rich, there’s always

Of all the possible things that could have happened.This is the one I least expected.“People are obsessed… over the dress.”Bridget chuckles and taps on her iPad. She hands it over to me and I take in the homepage of the social media platform. Bridget knows I can’t search anything or anyone up on the internet without Malachi finding a way to get that information too. The post is a hazy one.The picture attached to it is of me, and I believe it’s been expertly enhanced several times, because what was meant to be me running under one of the streetlamps of the Starlight Hall pathway, has now become something of a photo shot of its very own.Under the light of the lamp, and with the wind blowing the dress every which way, it looks immaculate. I brace myself for the comments.They blow me away.The majority of the comments all say the same thing. “I want that dress.”Bridget is smiling widely when I look at her and there’s pride in her voice when she speaks, “Starlight hall is a trending

No one is allowed into my room. Malachi wasn’t joking when he said he wanted to keep a close watch on me. The same cleaner has been mopping the hallway outside for the past hour and a half and I think everyone can tell from the amount of muscle work he has going on, that he is not a cleaner.No one has been allowed close to my door except for the nurses and the doctors. Even if I wanted to concoct a plan with Bridget to get me out of here, I can’t plot with who I can’t see. Frustration makes me release another heavy groan…. Maybe this is Malachi’s plan. He wants to make me depressed. He isn’t going to punish me for hurting his mother, not physically at least. He’s going to punish me through this, and he has. The doctor just prescribed a dosage of laxatives, which means in the next few minutes I will be asleep and I'm sure before I wake up, the internet would have found something else to talk about. My dress would have been buried under the pile of content on social media, and ev

Antonia’s pov.I can’t stop thinking about the fact that Bridget is out there, making my dream happen while I'm laying on the bed in here, unable to leave the room. I can’t even use my phone. I have no reception.I begin to pray.Everyone prays sometimes. It just depends on what you believe in. My grandma was Catholic. She took me to church when she could whenever she went.I begin to beg my grandma, asking her to take a little stroll up the streets of heaven and speak to God for me. He must see what Malachi is doing and he must know it isn’t fair.I just need a bit of a break.The door flies with a sudden slam against the wall. My tongue flies into my throat and fear grips me. What’s happening?Malachi’s assistant Liam comes in, panting by the doorside. He checks his watch and then looks over to the security camera on the wall. Liam has been Malachi’s assistant for as long as I have, and at some point I hated him. I really disliked the way he treated me.It didn’t take long to figu