Sophia’s POV
“Tonight… for the first time… I was going to Colton Greene’s home.”
The sentence repeated itself in my mind as Emily grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward the hallway.
“Come on,” she said excitedly. “We need to get ready.”
My mother laughed behind us.
“Don’t keep the poor man waiting.”
Tristan called after me dramatically.
“Remember us when you marry rich!”
“TRISTAN!” I shouted over my shoulder as Emily dragged me upstairs.
The moment we entered my bedroom, Emily shut the door and squealed.
“Okay, this is happening!”
I dropped onto the edge of the bed, covering my face.
“I can’t believe this.”
Emily opened my closet like a stylist preparing a runway model.
“You’re going to the house of one of the biggest billionaires in New York,” she said, flipping through dress
