But now that she thought about it, something felt off. She was a rational woman—she knew how to separate what mattered from what didn't. Yet yesterday, it was as if her emotions had been magnified beyond her control. 'Could this be a delayed effect of the same phenomenon that affected Zion and the others? Or perhaps the work of the dark fairies, amplifying one's darkest thoughts?'
The problem was, she hadn't been entertaining any dark thoughts at all. She had only been… more emotional than usual.
Addison forced herself to stop thinking about it—or perhaps her mind simply went blank—as she kept searching. She already turned the room upside down, but no matter how hard she looked, the dark fairies were nowhere to be found. A creeping nervousness began to coil in her chest, edging toward fear.
Knock… Knock… Knock…
"Addie, are you alright?" Zion's voice came from outside the door. Only then did Addison realize they hadn't left yet, they were still waiting for her.
