Hazel’s POV
Oh my God.
My heart slammed against my ribs so hard it hurt. I didn’t wait another second. I spun away from the balcony and rushed toward the bathroom, panic flooding every inch of me.
“Nicholas! Nicholas!” My voice came out high and shaky, full of fear.
The sound of water shut off instantly. I heard him curse under his breath, then the slap of wet feet on the floor. He burst out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped low around his waist, water still dripping down his chest and shoulders. His eyes were wide with worry as he scanned me from head to toe.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, voice tight and urgent. “Hazel, talk to me.”
“I think they’re here,” I whispered, my words trembling. “The water people… I think they’ve come.”
Nicholas didn’t hesitate. Water still rolled off
