Evaline:
I watched Kieran's expression harden as he took my phone from my hand. His fingers brushed my palm - warm, steady, grounding - but my heart still hammered unsteadily in my chest.
He lowered his head, his eyes scanning the words on the screen with a growing stillness that was far more unnerving than panic. River leaned in first, then Oscar, their shoulders brushing Kieran's as they read. The three of them were so silent that even the soft hum of the basement lights felt loud in the background.
I remained where I stood beside Draven's bed, hands curled tightly at my sides as I watched them absorb what I had just discovered.
This particular screenshot was of a full page... a long one.
It stated how one of the victim's mate confessed to have noticed weird, unusual dark veins on the victim the very night before they were found soul dead. But when the healers checked, there was no sign of such veins.
