-transfixed- Kenna James- Lauren Phillips- Jade... Guide

That’s where she saw her.

Kenma’s breath hitched. She should run. Every rational part of her brain screamed it. But her feet were rooted to the floor. She was transfixed—not by fear, but by something far more destabilizing: the sheer, electric certainty that if she stayed, she would be unmade. And some dark, quiet part of her wanted nothing more. -Transfixed- Kenna James- Lauren Phillips- Jade...

“She’s trembling,” Jade observed, her voice a murmur. That’s where she saw her

Lauren smiled. It was a slow, dangerous curve of lips that didn’t reach her eyes—eyes that were fixed on Kenma with the intensity of a predator who had already calculated every possible escape route and found them lacking. “Neither are you,” she said, her voice a low, smooth resonance. “And yet. Here we are.” Every rational part of her brain screamed it

“You’re not supposed to be here either,” Kenma whispered, though it wasn’t a question.