Sophia’s POV

A familiar voice interrupts my thoughts, and I turn to find Tyler making his way toward me through the crowd. His smile is warm and genuine, and he  strides toward me, taking a seat beside me.

“Why are you sitting here all alone, Sophia?” Tyler asks, his brow furrowed with concern. “You’re not really enjoying the party, are you?”

I glance at him and force a smile. “No, Tyler, I am. It’s just... I’m not really used to these kinds of social gatherings, you know? But I’m glad you convinced me to come.”

He studies my face for a moment, seemingly unconvinced by my response. “You’re hiding in...