Country: Aurivelle
City: Auremont
Alvara
The hallway slowly emptied.
Voices faded.
Footsteps disappeared.
And just like that…
It was over.
Or at least… it should have been.
But I could still feel it.
That shift in the air.
That awareness crawled under my skin.
Because they were still there.
Mrs Hawthorne.
Grayson Hawthorne.
Watching.
Mrs Alexia stepped forward, her presence immediately restoring order.
“Everyone back to your studios”
This time, no one hesitated.
Helena, Leonora, and Ally left without another word, their earlier confidence completely gone.
I didn’t look at them.
I didn't need to.
I bent to pick up my bag, steadying myself.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Control.
“Alvara.”
I froze slightly.
Mrs Hawthorne’s voice.
Soft.
Calm.
But impossible to ignor
