Ravin's POV Freya was staring at me.I registered it through the noise of everything moving in my head at once, the quiet alarm in her expression, the way she was standing like she wasn't sure whether to step closer or give me space."Are you okay?" she asked.I didn't answer.My mind was moving too fast to give her anything useful. I was turning everything over, running back through what Freya just told me, trying to find a thread that made sense somewhere in the middle of it all, trying to land somewhere that wasn't the conclusion already forming at the back of everything.Elara. Missing since last night, since the dance. No room, no Eva, nobody who saw where she went or who she left with except Freya catching a glimpse of her near the drinks table early in the evening."Ravin."Freya's voice came through again, closer this time, and I came back to the corridor and the grey morning light and her face looking at me with an expression that was somewhere between worried and frightened
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