Chapter 121

Athena's POV

The room we've set up looks nothing like the cozy guest room it was this morning.

Derek and Orion moved all the furniture against the walls, pushing the bed frame and dresser into the corners like we're preparing for something violent.

Sarah covered everything with plastic sheets that crinkle every time someone moves, and the sound makes my teeth hurt.

There's a mattress on the floor in the center of the room, positioned under the overhead light so we can see everything clearly.

Clean white sheets that won't stay white for long, and I try not to think about what that means.

Towels are stacked nearby...