Naomi's POV

The article dropped before I opened my eyes.

I knew it before my phone lit up. Something in the air had changed, it was heavier, tighter, like a storm pressing against the glass from the outside in.

Kendra's message came first: You're trending and It's not good.

Raymond was still asleep beside me. Miranda was humming faintly in her room, her voice rising and falling like birdsong through the hallway. But the moment I tapped the link Kendra sent, the warmth in my chest ...