Chapter 23 – Whispers in the Walls
Emma’s Point of View
The journal burned like a weight against my skin, hidden beneath my sweater as Nate and I moved swiftly through the dimly lit halls of Everdawn. My heart pounded, each shadow stretching too long, every distant creak of the house making me glance over my shoulder.
Someone had been watching us.
And I wasn’t sure if they had seen me take the journal.
Nate walked beside me, his steps controlled but tense, his jaw set in quiet determination. He didn’t have to say it—I could feel his protective presence, his body slightly angled as if ready to block me from whatever—or whoever—might be lurking in the house.
“We need to get out of here,” he murmured under his breath.
I nodded. “We’ll go to my room. It’s the only place I can lock the d
