Emma POV
She knew she should go back down to the party, she just couldn't bring herself to. She didn't want to have to plaster a fake smile on her face and pretend like everything was ok. She wanted to wallow in the pits of despair that consumed her.
She spotted Alexis in the crowd and she felt her heart crack. A fresh wave of pain tore through her, fresh tears flowed from her eyes and down her face. She didn't think that pit of despair could get any deeper, but it just did.
She watched everyone party and having a good time. A pang of guilt hit her, they were here for her, to celebrate her, and she couldn't even bring herself to face them. She knew she needed to climb out of this well she was drowning in, she just couldn't get her first grip on the wall.
