114.Chapter 114

Cleo bit her lip. 'How did she know what I was thinking?'

She hadn't spoken a word—had barely even breathed the thought aloud.

Yet Serena had caught it anyway, sharp as a blade catching light. Instinct like that was almost scary.

"You're still up studying at this hour?" Serena asked, raising an eyebrow.

She plopped down on Cleo's bed. There was a faint crunch—she must've sat right on top of a book