MIA'S POV
I couldn't sleep.
Again.
Words refused to leave my mind.
You should stop asking the wrong questions.
They went on and on, like an undercurrent of an impending threat I couldn't escape. I stared at the ceiling.
Unmoving.
My fingers twisted in the sheets, as if holding onto reality would keep me tethered to it.
What did she mean?
A threat?
A test? Or... Did she already know? I rolled over.
A slow exhale, but it did nothing to ease the pressure in my chest.
No.
Lily was not sloppy. If she knew, she wouldn't have told me. She would have waited.
Observed.
Let me walk right into her carefully constructed trap. Which meant- I was already in it.
Sitting up abruptly, my room suddenly felt suffocating. My hand instinctively reached for my phone. Ethan.
My fi
