#Chapter 346: The Tables Have Turned

The air crackled with tension as Mia's grip tightened on my shoulders, her fingers digging into my skin like claws. I stared at her in stunned silence as she shook me violently, her voice rising to a fevered pitch. "He’s not breathing, Evie!" she screamed, her words echoing off the walls of the hotel room. "He might be dead!" I struggled to break free from her grasp, my heart hammering in my chest as panic coursed through my veins like wildfire. "Mia, calm down," I urged, my voice strained with desperation. "We'll check on him, I promise." Mia's eyes blazed with fury as she released me, her gaze darting around the hall. And then she saw him, standing beside me like a specter from the past. Timothy, the one person Mia despised above all others. Her shock turned to fury in an instant, her face contorted with rage as she advanced on him with all the fury of a tempest unleashed. "What are you doing here?" she demanded, her voice a sharp dagger in the silence of the room. "You should be