Nathan’s P.O.V

“Sophia! Sophia, wait, please!” I shouted, my voice cutting through the whispers and the dimmed out music, feet already moving before my mind caught up.

She was slipping away from me, disappearing into the crowd with her shoulders tense and her jaw clenched as her father escorted her out, her mother striding out right behind her.

I pushed through the sea of guests, ignoring the curious stares and murmurs, just needing to reach her before she got too ...