The living room went quiet when Holden stepped out of his bedroom.
He looked exactly the same as he was two hours ago. But something about him had changed, something all four of them could feel even without knowing what they were sensing.
Lyra was the first to react. Her breath caught as her eyes widened, and she took an involuntary step backward. It wasn't fear exactly. Her body had simply recognized something her mind hadn't caught up with yet. The person standing in front of her might have looked like the same Holden, but the pressure coming off him was completely different.
Emric's glasses fogged over. He took them off, wiped them with his shirt, put them back on, and stared at Holden again. His mouth opened, but for several seconds, nothing came out.
Renna simply pointed at him. "Holden. Holden, something is… you feel… what did you do?"
