“Michelle!”
The sound of my name jolted me awake. My eyes shot open for the second time that day, and I was greeted by the familiar scent of cedarwood and dark spice. Nicholas.
Beside him, Alec knelt with one hand firmly on my shoulder. His piercing gaze burned with worry. “Michelle, what happened to you?”
Before I could answer, he pulled me into an embrace, his grip protective as if he feared I might vanish again.
“Felix...” I managed, my hands trembling with fury. “He... he’s the killer. He killed Sofia!”
Tears stung my eyes, but they couldn’t extinguish the fire raging inside me.
Nicholas stepped closer, pulling me into his arms. His touch steadied me. “Michelle,” he said gently, “Sofia is the one who told us where to find you.”
“What?” My voice cracked, and I turned to him, conf
