EMILY’S POV.

“Mandy!” I called sharply, getting up from my chair to chase after her. “Mandy!” I called, grabbing her arm, and turning her just before she opened the door to the foyer.

“Let go.” She said, wringing her hand out of mine in disgust.

“Okay, just calm down, okay? Let’s talk.”

“We already talked, but you didn’t wait to listen to everything I wanted to tell you, did you?” She asked.

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. Just wait.”

“I spoke to Lucas yesterday, and ...