THIRD PERSON’s POV
A week had passed since the amusement park run-in, but Adrienne still couldn’t shake the paranoia that clung to her whenever she stepped outside. Open spaces felt too open. Crowded streets felt too quiet. Zoe had reassured her a dozen times but the prickling sensation at the back of her neck never fully went away.
At first, she told herself it was just Henrietta’s warning worming into her head. But after a few days, Adrienne started to wonder if it really was all in her imagination.
“OMG, look!” Zoe squealed and pointed at a display window like she’d spotted a rare Pokémon. She grabbed Adrienne’s arm and dragged her toward a sleek black handbag with gold hardware. “I have to try that.”
Miles and David trailed behind them, looking like they’d rather be anywhere else.
