Serena’s pov
The party had gone silent after Rhett’s sudden transformation and escape. Everyone was staring at the spot where he had disappeared, but no one dared to follow.
I felt a pang of concern claw at my chest, my grip tightening around the cooling bowl of soup.
“We… we should look for him,” I said, scanning the crowd.
No one moved.
Winnie scoffed, flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder. “Are you crazy? If Rhett’s running like that, it’s for a reason. I’m not getting involved.”
Another girl, one of the many who had been draped over him earlier, nervously fiddled with her fingers. “Yeah, he’ll come back when he wants to. We’re not his babysitters.”
I clenched my jaw. It was frustrating, Rhett had surrounded himself with people who only wanted his attention
