Sofia stumbled backward, her heel catching on the edge of the rug. She crashed against the nightstand, knocking over the bedside lamp. The ceramic base shattered on the floor, sending a burst of sharp fragments skittering across the room. She collapsed to the ground, her breath a series of shallow, erratic gasps. Her hands shook violently, as if she'd just witnessed something pulled straight out of a nightmare.
The commotion brought Jay rushing in, expecting anything but this—Sofia on the floor, eyes wide with horror, retreating from the bed like it housed a ghost.
And Sara...Sara, blinking groggily, had stirred at the noise. She sat up slowly, pushing off the blanket with effort, her limbs still weak. Confused eyes scanned the room until they met Sofia's—and held.
Jay crouched beside S
