Upon arriving at the party, Ella immediately made her way over to the drink table, already dreading what she knew the night would come to. It had been so long since G had interfered at Monarch, the blonde had been foolish enough to think she might actually be gone. Ordering a cocktail, she’d only taken one sip before she turned around to see a familiar face. “Well hello, long time no see. Have I mentioned I hate the beach? Because I hate the beach. But this drink is really good. How are you?”









