Elin's POV

"Elin, are you okay?" Baron walked over, his voice full of concern. "Looks like you're drunk."

I knew something was wrong with me, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Even talking felt kinda slow and weird.

Seeing the state I was in, Baron sighed and took off his blazer, wrapping it around me. "Come on! Let me take you home."

Just as he started to lean down to pick me up, a large hand appeared beside him, grabbed the blazer, and ...