Knox
My eyes scans the hall in search of Emma. Anger rises through my chest, I clench my jaw tight.
"Where the hell are you Emma?" I mutter through clench teeth.
The laughter, and slow music rising in the air increases my anger.
Waiters moves around the hall with trays in their hands, carrying drinks. A waiter gets close to me but I wave him off.
The music changed to a nice beat and couples crowd the dance floor, making it hard to scan the faces.
I whirl to the other direction to go in search of Emma when a voice stops me.
"Mr. Williams, it's so nice for you to grace this occasion." A young woman approaches me. She was part of the team that came with our partners.
Flashing a tight smile at her. "Ms. Emily. Good to see you."
"Same here," her fingers brushes my arm, smiling at me. T
