Roisin
Just as panic began to rise in my throat; tight, cold, and all-consuming, a voice broke through the silence like a spark in dry grass.
“Heehee! Now you both have no choice but to become friends again!”
Meimei.
Her voice rang out through the thick iron door, high-pitched and gleeful, laced with the unmistakable triumph of a child who believed she had solved the world's biggest problem. My blood ran cold, my stomach sank, and my hands slowly clenched at my sides. My heart thudded against my ribcage like it was trying to claw its way out.
“The sooner you make up,” she added with that unshakable cheer, “the sooner I can have a baby brother!”
Visaris went deathly still beside me.
The words lingered in the air like smoke, heavy with implication and impossible to ignore. I turned to
