Sophia’s P.O.V

I don’t know how I got back home…got out of that party.

My vision had been blurry, my hands trembling as I made my way towards the exit. I could see people watching me, as if I was the villain and I needed to be banned from their life altogether.

The whispers had gotten more intense, and I think I heard someone call me a petty monster. But none of that mattered. All I could see in front of my eyes was Tristan’s knowing smirk, Gabriella’s triumphant ...