Victoria
The meditation room was bathed in soft, amber light when I entered. Carson had outdone himself—potted plants lined the walls, creating a miniature indoor garden. The scent of earth and green things filled the air, instantly calming my frayed nerves. In the center of the room sat a plush meditation cushion surrounded by a circle of small river stones.
"Will this work?" Carson asked, hovering uncertainly by the door. His usual confidence had given way to awkward curiosity.
I smiled, already feeling the plants reaching out to my consciousness like curious children. "It's perfect. Thank you."
After he left, I settled onto the cushion, crossing my legs and resting my hands on my knees.
"Ready, Ava?" I whispered.
*We need to find them,* Ava's thoughts flowed into min
