MIA'S POV
The sudden "clatter-clatter" sound startled me, and I realized too late that I had dropped the silver tray, sending the delicate plates crashing onto the marbled tiled floor of Mrs. Claire's room. The sound of shattering porcelain filled the air, and I stood frozen.
"Jesus." I breathed, my eyes wide with shock as I took in the chaotic scene before me. The shattered plates, the scattered silverware, and the trail of porcelain shards across the marbled floor all seemed to blend together in a dizzying blur of destination.
Mrs. Claire lay before me, her body soaked in a pool of her own blood, her chest heaving with labored breaths. "Mrs. Claire." I screamed, my voice shrill with panic. "What happened to you?" I whispered, my words trembling with fear as I dropped to my knees besi
