_Anya's POV_
Even after we returned to the mansion, I could not stop thinking about what had happened in town.
I tried to distract myself while the servants carried my shopping bags upstairs. I tried to focus when Mom Jess excitedly spoke about where each dress should be hung and which accessories would match which outfit. I nodded when she talked to me. I smiled when I was supposed to smile. I answered when she asked questions.
But my thoughts were elsewhere. They kept circling back to the same things; the mirror, the dog and the missing shadow.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw them all over again.
Maya was restless inside me. Something is wrong.
I swallowed hard. “Maybe not. Maybe we are simply overthinking.”
Then why did the dog react like that?
“I do not know.”
Why did you
