Annie's POV:
A dancer stumbled into my back, and the romantic atmosphere shattered in an instant.
"I have to go find Jack," I blurted out. "He was just by the bonfire a moment ago."
"I'll go with you," Alexander said, already stepping forward.
I followed behind him.
The revelers had long since spread past the bonfire, taking over every corner.
A little kid lost in a crowd of hundreds or thousands. That tiny head was practically invisible.
For five years, at every bonfire party, I'd been reduced to standing on the sidelines, serving people with a tray in hand.
Suddenly standing in the middle of the crowd tonight, I didn't know what to do with myself.
The next second, Alexander stepped in front of me.
The crowd automatically parted for him, like water flowing around a rock.
I foll
