Mia's POV

The moment I walked into the room, my heart felt heavier than it ever had before. The air was thick, and the silence was deafening. Elsie sat in the corner, her knees pulled to her chest, her eyes hollow yet piercing. Madriod stood by the window, his arms crossed, his jaw clenched like he was holding back every word he wanted to say. I could feel the weight of what I had done pressing down on me like a tidal wave, threatening to drown me.

I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. My hands were clammy, and I could barely look at them. How did I...