MIA’S POV
The nightmare jolted me awake, Xavier's angry face from earlier still haunting me. My throat felt like sandpaper - I hadn't had anything to drink since morning.
At least they couldn't deny me water.
The house was quiet as I crept downstairs, my bare feet silent on the cold floor. Maybe I could slip out after, get some air. Anything to escape the suffocating weight of this place.
Light spilled from the living room. I tried to sneak past, but—
"Where are you going, little sister?" Rolex's voice froze me in place.
They were all there. Four pairs of eyes locked onto me like predators watching prey.
"Just... getting water." My voice sounded small even to my own ears.
"You must be hungry," Sean said softly. "Let me make you something."
A bitter laugh escaped me. "Now you want
