Rose’s POV

As I walked to my room, trying to gather my thoughts, I nearly collided with Alina in the hallway. Her expression was colder than usual, her eyes scanning me like she was searching for something hidden.

“Why are you acting so suspicious, Rose?” Alina’s voice was sharp, cutting through the silence with an edge that made my skin prickle.

I met her gaze steadily, not willing to let her see any hint of unease. “Not tonight, Alina. I’m not in the mood to trade words,” I replied, brushing past her with forced calm. “I need to get some rest.” I could feel her eyes lingering on me as...