Eliose:
The room felt… wrong. Not because of the body, it was because of how things were playing out in ways that shouldn’t be done.
They had already taken Maddie away, and whatever weight her death carried had settled into the walls instead of the floor. But something lingered. Something quiet and deliberate.
Clean.
If she had died the way that they claimed she did, I knew that there would be signs of movement, or at least, she wouldn’t have fallen as cleanly as she did.
I moved slowly, my steps light, my eyes tracing every inch of the room the way I had been trained to do.
Corners first.
Then shadows.
Then the spaces no one thought to check.
“Do you think that this happened here?” I asked, looking at Marcel who was behind me.
“What do you mean?” He asked, and I shook my hea
