PENELOPE'S POV

The second phase of the event had gone into full swing, the sound of music and laughter echoing through the walls and corridors into the room. I searched around for my second earring, tossing stuff out of my way as I wrecked the room.

Ezra walked in, seeming worried.

“You haven't come down yet,”

“My earrings. I can't find them,” I complained.

He dropped his camera and helped me to search around.

“How far gone are they?” I asked.

“Celeste is going ...