Genevieve:
Despite the curious gazes from my companions, I chose to follow her. In a split second, I became equally intrigued by what was happening. I couldn't avoid her forever, after all. Once inside her bedroom, she locked the door and began to pace around nervously.
"Is everything alright?" I inquired, reaching out to touch her and searching for any clues in her scent. What had she sensed that was making her so uneasy?
"I'm going to ask you some questions, and I need honest answers from you," she said, finally stopping but fidgeting with her fingers as she faced me.
"What's happening? Have I done something wrong?" I asked, and she ran her hand through her hair to tidy it.
"That will depend on your answers," she replied. "Have you taken off your pendant?"
The question sent shivers
