KELILAH’S POV
Nadia sat beside me, her warm hand enclosing mine with gentle urgency.
"Are you okay?" she asked, her voice soft, yet laced with concern.
Her question pulled me from the whirlpool of thoughts dragging me under. I turned to her, eyes searching hers for answers—answers I wasn’t sure I was ready to hear.
"Nadia… is it possible to see through someone else's past?"
The moment the words left my lips, Nadia’s body tensed. Her fingers stiffened slightly against mine. Silence fell between us like a heavy curtain.
I wanted so badly to believe it was just a dream. That what I saw—the blood, the fire, the girl’s final scream—was nothing but a figment of my imagination. But my heart knew better. It had felt too real. The pain still echoed in my bones.
Nadia's expression faltered. F
