AURORA’S POV

Several minutes had passed, and Alia had remained the same; she didn't move even an inch.

She sat exactly as she had before, her gaze locked somewhere far ahead of the room's walls. She didn't speak, not even blinked.

My heart was hammering painfully against my ribs. Something about her stillness dreaded me, nothing felt natural. Kasper stood a step behind me, his usually composed face twisted in obvious fear.

“Alia!” I called again, my voice slightly trembled. I ...