Elena’s POV:
The room fell into complete silence.
I could feel the weight of a thousand eyes on me, burning through my skin like scorching flames. My heart pounded, each beat louder than the last. My legs locked in place, refusing to move, but my mind screamed at me to run.
But I couldn’t.
Not when *he* was looking at me.
His gaze was sharp, piercing through the layers of my carefully built walls.
Had he come here *for me*?
A shiver ran down my spine.
I forced myself to move, pushing my legs forward as fast as they could carry me. My only thought was to reach Rachael. If anyone could make sense of this, it was her.
I found her sitting near the edge of the crowd, her eyes flickering with confusion as I grabbed her wrist, leaning in to whisper.
“He’s here.”
Rach
