~Zoe~
I'd lived with Elara Winters for five years, and in all that time, she'd never once lied to me.
Until now.
Standing in our empty apartment, I stared at the evidence spread across my bed—printouts of Elara's calendar, screenshots of her search history, photos I'd taken of her meeting the mysterious Caleb Stone outside Lunaris Tower. Breadcrumbs leading into a forest I couldn't navigate.
Something had happened to my best friend, and it started the night of that gala.
My fingers hovered over the strange silver spiral design I'd photographed on her wall—the one the "intruders" had supposedly left behind. The one she'd been staring at for hours when she thought I wasn't looking.
My phone vibrated with a text from my boss at the tech blog where I finally got a work. Another deadline
