Emma POV
I was about to find time to meet with Flint and Bryn after class, but as I walked, I noticed Melody approaching me. She looked visibly distressed, on the verge of tears. I decided to accompany her instead. The sight of her tear-streaked face and trembling hands tugged at my heart.
We entered her house together, and as I stepped inside, Melody shook her head. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "Besides Kris, I don't have many friends." Her voice quivered, and the sound of her sniffles filled the air.
Inside her room, chaos reigned. Broken objects scattered across the floor, adding to the disarray. The sight of her belongings in shambles made me worry. "Did someone break into your room?" I asked, my voice filled with concern.
"At the party, some strange people arrived after you left.
