Betty's POV. 

The door creaked open behind me.

“Betty? I found the lav…”

Claire’s voice cut off.

I turned slightly, still standing beside the frozen bath, water dripping onto the now-chilled tiles. 

Her eyes widened and something like fear wrapped carefully in concern.

“By the Moon…” she whispered, stepping forward slowly. “Did you…Did you do this?”

I swallowed, unsure if admitting it made it more real.

“I… think so.”

My voice felt small, ...