The wind carried Vex’s words through the river like a stone dropped in still water. I kept hearing them even after I went to sleep. ‘You’re not supposed to be here,’ he’d said, his voice low, the kind that makes your chest feel heavy. I tried to push it away, but the river’s current pulled me back. When I woke up, the sky was pale, and I knew I had to find him again.
Day 17
Day 18: Zhraa’s Journal
