We were still busy picking out our outfits, trying on different things we liked, when Dax suddenly told us we needed to leave. He didn’t explain why, but the look on his face held a shadow of worry. Without wasting any time, we grabbed our things and hurried out.
The ride home was long and eerily quiet. Tension thickened the air, pressing down on us. Mike attempted to start a conversation with Dax, but his words fell on deaf ears. Even she could sense something was off. I barely noticed when the car came to a stop, exhaustion making my movements sluggish as I dragged my feet outside.
Something was different.
Armed guards stood rigid at the entrance, their presence unnerving. Even more of them were stationed inside. My gaze flickered to Dax, who was speaking in hushed tones with one of t
