Chapter 26

Olivia Martins

I woke to the sound of a scream.

Sharp, ragged, and full of something deeper than fear. It jolted me upright before I even knew where I was. My heart pounded as I turned, eyes adjusting to the dark.

“Victoria?” My voice cracked.

She was sitting up beside me, trembling, clutching the blanket to her chest like it was the only thing anchoring her. Her breathing came in harsh, uneven gasps, eyes wide and glassy. Tears streaked her face.

“Hey,” I said softly, reaching out. “It’s okay. You’re safe. You’re okay; I’m here.”

She didn’t speak, didn’t look at me, just kept staring ahead like she was still seeing whatever had torn through her sleep. I took her hand. It was ice cold.

“Breathe with me, alright?” I murmured. “In and out.”

I breathed slowly, guiding her through each inhale, each exhale, until her shaking eased. Her grip on my hand tightened.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered after a while, voice hoarse. “I didn’t