Olivia
The ornate front door had barely closed behind the departing Elders when the weight of their confrontation settled heavily upon my shoulders.
The room’s oppressive stillness seemed to ripple with leftover energy from whatever strange surge had come from within me, making my skin tingle. My breathing was ragged, and I felt the wetness of unshed tears stinging the back of my eyes.
Angela, always so composed, appeared visibly shaken as she pulled her shawl tighter around herself. My eyes, however, were drawn to Nathan, whose wide, piercing eyes bore into mine with an intensity I had never seen before.
“What... What just happened?” The words slipped out of my mouth, soft and disbelieving.
With a worried sigh, Nathan laid Elliot gently back in his crib, worry etched
