Kaya’s POV
Kaya’s heart pounded in her chest, her breath quickening. She knew she wasn’t alone, but the house had been silent moments before. Blake, Josh, and Freya were still somewhere inside, yet the eerie sensation of being watched pressed on her like a heavy weight. The room felt darker, more suffocating. She gripped the fabric of her shirt, trying to still her trembling hands.
"Someone’s here..." she whispered again, her voice barely a breath.
Her eyes darted around the room as shadows seemed to shift, moving with a menace she couldn’t define. She didn’t want to panic, didn’t want to make a scene, but the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. Kaya moved toward the window, trying to peer into the night, but the city lights outside only cast her own reflection back at her, amplifyi
