While everyone’s attention was fixed on the hospital bed, Evangeline quietly edged one step closer to the door.
She wanted to run.
But the moment she moved, my voice drifted out lightly—ghostlike—catching up to her with uncanny precision.
“Evangeline, where do you think you’re going?”
I smiled faintly, my tone teasing and gentle, yet it froze her in place instantly.
“Don’t you want to see it with your own eyes—”
“Your best friend, safe and sound?”
Evangeline’s body stiffened abruptly.
She looked at me in terror.
Almost at the same moment, my words successfully dragged everyone’s attention onto her.
I saw it clearly—
The little face she always kept arranged into fragile innocence had gone completely colorless, her eyes filled with panic and fear she hadn’t managed to hide in time
