ANTALYA'S POV

"Everyone out," I said again, my voice deadly calm despite the fury boiling inside me. "Now."

But Raymond just leaned back against the wall, that infuriating smirk never leaving his face. "Actually, no. This is my room too, and I say the party stays."

My hands clenched into fists at my sides. How dare he?

"Raymond, I'm serious," I warned, my voice shaking with barely contained rage. "I need to sleep. We have practice tomorrow at seven."

"Sleep is ...