I walk the halls like I’m in a dream I don’t want to be awake for. Feet soft against the tiles, mind full of static. The house is quiet again, like nothing just broke wide open behind the west wing outdoor office.
But I’m not the same girl who walked into that wing hoping for answers.
I saw everything.
And I heard enough.
Kira is already on her feet in my mind before I reach my room.
"Told you."
Her voice is sharp, dry. Not cruel, but definitely smug.
"Told you not to trust the pretty one. But nooo, you wanted to play house with a snake."
“Don’t,” I mumble as I get into my room. I shut the door behind me harder than I mean to. “Not now, Kira.”
"You let him touch you," she snaps. "Let him crawl into your head, your skin, your f*****g soul. You ignored every instinct I sent you beca
