Emily's POV

“Who’s…who's in that room?” I asked carefully, keeping my voice low.

Tyler’s gaze moved toward me, then away. “Emily, it’s nothing.”

“Tyler, please.”

“Emily, we should go inside.” He started to move, but I reached out and grabbed his wrist.

“Tyler, please, you have to tell me.”

He paused. For a moment, I thought he was going to say something about it but instead, he let out a soft laugh and smiled. It was the kind of smile that didn’t reach his ...