Emma's POV
"Let me go!" I pounded on the door, desperate for someone, anyone, to hear me. But my cries were futile.
Eventually, my throat grew hoarse from hours of shouting, and I slumped against the door, feeling the darkness of the night seep into the room. I had lost track of time, but I knew the party had already commenced. What were they doing? Reveling in celebration while the world overflowed with joy. More importantly, what was Alex doing? I couldn't forget Sophia's words as she departed. Alex had lost interest in me.
Bitterness consumed me as I couldn't deny the possibility. Could he truly be attending the party with someone else? I closed my eyes, reminding myself that, regardless of the circumstances, I needed to find a way out of here.
