|Casmira's POV|
The shrill ring of my phone jolts me awake. I groan, reaching out blindly to grab it from the nightstand. Who dares to disturb my precious sleep this early? As I squint at the screen, Emily's name flashes in bold letters. My stomach twists. She never calls unless something disastrous has happened.
I swipe to answer. "This better be good, Emily," I grumble, rubbing my eyes.
Her panicked voice hits me like a bucket of ice water. "Casmira, have you seen the news? It's everywhere! I tried calling earlier, but—"
"What are you talking about?" I sit up, suddenly wide awake.
"Check your notifications. Right now."
The call disconnects before I can ask anything else. My heart pounds as I unlock my phone and open my news app. The first headline screams at me in bold, accusatory
