Estella’s POV
The air was thick with tension. Everyone was gathered around Bree’s motionless body now—Lina still wiping tears, Marcus standing pale and shaken, Cali hugging herself like she was trying to hold it together with sheer strength.
Professor Incera knelt beside Bree, whispering incantations under her breath while she gripped Felix’s hand hard enough to leave marks. His magic flowed steadily through her, but no matter what she tried, Bree’s eyes remained closed.
“It’s not working, is it?” Felix whispered.
“No,” the professor said in a clipped tone. “She’s completely closed off.”
“Can you force her to wake?” Cali asked.
“No,” Incera repeated. “If we try, it could shatter her mind completely. She might wake… but she wouldn’t be herself anymore.”
A hush fell over the room as
