When I got back to my room, I found Seph still tied up, but later that night, she began whispering, "Okay. Okay. Okay."
Like someone was telling her to do something and she was agreeing.
But no one was in our room. I'd flung black salt everywhere to check.
I didn't sleep at all since my nerves were too frayed, so I got out of bed early the next morning to worry. As soon as Seph blinked her eyes open, I pounced.
"Do you remember anything from last night?" I demanded.
Her eyes grew wide and panicked, and I instantly regretted not easing into it a little smoother.
"No. Why?" She bolted upright out of Nebbles's cuddle-fest with her face. "What about Ramsey?"
I explained everything and hated the agonized look on her face afterward. Her whispering to herself was probably nothing, I'd told
