Ember's POV
Something was off.
I knew it the moment I stepped into my room after classes. It wasn't just the atmosphere that was strange, everything else was and it wasn't in a loudly alarming type of way.
It was in a 'I need to pause and figure out what feels odd' type of way.
And so, I did. I stood by my doorway and swept my gaze across the room.
It seemed normal, too normal and maybe that was the problem.
My backpack was exactly where I'd left it this morning, after deciding to just grip my book all the way to class and my bed was laid but there was a small part of the edge of my mattress that was peeking out.
I tucked it in this morning, I could vividly remember doing so.
"Don't be so obsessive about little things Em, that's bed perfectly laid already," Rina had even said with
