Roman's POV :
The guy disappeared into the crowd and I turned back to Amara.
She was swaying slightly. Her eyes were unfocused and her lipstick was smudged at the corner of her mouth.
Drunk. Completely drunk.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked again.
She blinked at me. "Dancing."
"You snuck out."
"No I didn't. I just... left."
"Without telling anyone where you were going."
"You weren't home." She poked my chest with her finger. "You were at your stupid dinner thing."
I grabbed her hand before she could poke me again. "Where's Iliora?"
"Dancing. With some guy. He had nice hair."
I looked around and spotted my sister on the other side of the dance floor. She was laughing with some guy who had his hands on her waist.
William appeared next to me. "Roman."
"Get Iliora," I said. "And find Sarah. Take Sarah home , and bring Iliora back to the house."
"Got it."
William pushed through the crowd toward my sister.
