Knox

I clasp my palm around her wrist, leaving the lounge. Following my lead, I tug her arm gently as we push through the crowd, dancing and cheering to the blasting music.

As we head for the exit, Ms. Emily waltzes toward us with a perfect smile in place.

"I see you found her. Are you leaving already?" She asks. "The party is just starting."

I maintain an icy smile on my face, glancing at Emma, I mutter. "She is cold. I need to keep her warm."

Emma's face becomes a darker shade of red as she looks away.

Ms. Emily gaze drifts to Emma, her hands on her chest....