Aurora’s P.O.V

I paced back and forth in my room, the quiet tapping of my feet on the floor only adding to the pounding rhythm of my thoughts. Caleb. Caroline. Everyone out there, probably frantic, searching for me, and here I am, trapped in this space, cut off from everything that should matter.

I try to connect with the people I care about, to feel something—anything—but it’s like there’s a wall between us. A blank, numb space where the bonds should be. What’s wrong ...