Chapter 82

Elodie

The next morning felt wrong.

Not quiet. Not loud.

Wrong.

I noticed it the moment I opened my eyes. The air in my room felt heavy, like something unseen was pressing down on my chest. Lysa was awake before me, tense and alert, her energy sharp instead of calm.

Something is moving, she warned.

I sat up slowly, listening.

No footsteps in the hallway. No voices. Even the usual morning bell hadn’t rung yet.

That alone was unsettling.

I dressed quickly, pulling on my ...