-Kathrine Andrews: (Song of the chapter: Hunted by Isabel Larisa)
The next morning, I woke up before the sun had fully risen, the dim light casting long shadows across the room. The silence was thick—too thick.
For a moment, I lay still, staring at the ceiling, trying to push away the lingering weight of last night.
Alex in my room. Glyndon sitting there, silent, looking at me.
Like she cared.
Like I was the only that exists in her world.
I let out a slow breath, forcing the thought away as I sat up, pushing the blankets off me.
I wasn't going to think about her. Not today.
But the second I shifted, the bed creaked, and I heard movement from the other side of the room.
I turned my head and found Glyndon awake, sitting up with her back against the headboard, her messy short hair falling over her face.
She was already staring at me.
