_Mira's POV_
I stepped inside, leaning heavily on Killian as my parents rushed toward me. Their faces were full of worry but I couldn’t tell if it was real or fake. My legs felt like jelly and I wanted nothing more than to lie down and block out the world.
“Mira!” my mother said, her voice trembling. “You are so pale. What happened to you?”
She slipped an arm around me, helping Killian guide me to the stairs. My father was close behind, his brow furrowed with concern. “You should have called us sooner, Killian,” he said, his tone sharp.
“I did what I could,” Killian replied, his voice calm but tense. “She needs rest.”
As we reached the stairs, I looked up and froze. Sophia stood at the top, her arms crossed and her lips curled in a sneer. Her eyes flicked over me as if I were dirt on
