Chapter 85. Recognition

ARDEN

I stood there frozen. I couldn’t even think to run with Bethany Spirit right in front of me. My fingers clutched the photo album, but the moment her eyes landed on it, I quickly closed it and gently placed it back on the shelf. The click of the spine shutting echoed far too loudly in the silent room.

She hadn’t moved. Neither had I.

Bethany stared at me with a gaze that could flay a soul open. Then she clicked her tongue disapprovingly, and I unconsciously flinched. Her fingers rose slowly, pausing just at her temple.

“I suggest you don’t think about calling anyone,” she began, crossing her arms over her chest. “One link, and you’re out of this place for good.” Still, I couldn’t move. A growing sense of dread washed over me as I realized her eyes had narrowed on the uniform I wore. Her head tilted slightly.

“Cora?” she asked, arching a brow as her gaze fell on the stitched nameplate decorating my chest.

I squeaked and mentally cursed myself