Kamrynn's POV
The party still buzzed in my ears as I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. It was nearly 2 AM when I finally decided to leave the festivities, knowing full well how important sleep was for my babies. Yet, sleep didn’t come easily. My twins decided tonight was a perfect time for an acrobatics competition, their tiny but powerful kicks relentless against my ribs and belly.
I closed my eyes, willing myself to rest, but when the darkness finally came, it brought something far worse than exhaustion.
The nightmare—or premonition, given the nature of my powers—was a chaotic mess of shadows and cold whispers. It wasn’t like my usual visions, which were clearer, more structured. This one was fragmented, like shattered glass, each shard reflecting something horrifying but incomplet
