CONTINUATION...
“I’ll go check,” I said quickly, already stepping away from the table. “It’s probably nothing…”
After I said that, Ethenia sat rigidly on a wooden chair, arms folded tight across her chest, eyes fixed on the cold floor. Bhetu paced silently in the far corner like a restless shadow, and Nala pressed herself against the wall, as if trying to disappear into the concrete.
I acted before they could ask more questions. I moved quickly, too quickly. The basement door groaned louder than it should have when I pushed it open. I slipped through and immediately pulled it closed behind me.
My fingers were already trembling as I turned toward the hallway.
I walked quickly, and I had just reached the door to our room. My hand was already inches from the knob when it creaked open f
