Mads’s POV

I couldn’t stop staring at my hands. They didn’t look like mine. I was trapped inside a skin that wasn’t mine. My heart hammered, my body shaking like I was coming down from adrenaline, but it still coursed hotly through my veins.

Nothing was as loud as if someone had stuffed cotton in my ears. I couldn’t hear Theo’s heartbeat or smell her scent. So disjointed from my body. Even Javier’s voice sounded different. I couldn’t detect the ...