** Paige’s POV **

The world narrows to a single point of pressure in my chest.

I don’t mean in a painful way. It’s more like… a pull. A thread tethered to something outside of this room, outside of me. A distant storm I can feel but not see. Every time I try to blink, my eyes don’t want to close all the way. My vision stays fixed on the invisible horizon beyond the wall.

It’s like my body has decided it knows better than my mind. Like instinct has climbed into the driver’s ...