{Rylee’s P.O.V.}
After the party finally ended, I was exhausted, and just wanted to pass out. Trying to remember everyone’s names was going to be hard, but Wyatt assured me that not even he knew everyone’s names. There was just no way it would be possible, but I was determined to try and remember.
“Rylee, are you okay?”
“Hm?” I looked at up Wyatt and tried my best to smile over the fatigue I was feeling.
“She looks like she’s about to pass out,” Milan said.
“No, I’m okay, I can…” I interrupted myself by yawning. “Oh, excuse me, I can stay up a little longer,”
“Wyatt, take Rylee to bed, we don’t want her to overexert herself,” Grace said.
“I’m okay, really,” just then, I yawned again.
“Come on,
