*Xavier's POV*

One moment Eleanor is sitting across from me, starting to say something about thanking me properly. The next, her grey eyes go completely blank, like she's seeing something that isn't there.

Her whole body goes rigid. She stares at nothing, her face pale and distant.

Something's definitely wrong.

"Eleanor?" I reach across the table, but before my fingers can touch her hand, she snaps back to awareness like someone waking from ...