“Darling, are you alright?” Axel’s anxious voice broke the silence. He reached for Lena’s hand, which looked pale after they walked out of the haunted house.

Lena swallowed hard, her body still trembling slightly. “I… I’m thirsty,” she murmured softly.

“Oh, wait here, Darling. I’ll get you some—”

Before Axel could move, Neil, who had been standing a short distance behind them with Irene, already held out a bottle of mineral water. “Drink.”

Lena hesitated, her ...