The dance floor pulsed with flashing lights, bodies moving to the beat, laughter echoing, conversations drowning in the noise. Celina was there, physically present, dancing beside Gabriel, Zoe, and Arthur—but her mind was somewhere else. Her body swayed with the music, but her heart pounded to a rhythm of its own, restless, as if announcing that something was about to happen.

And then she felt it. A shiver ran down her spine like an electric current, and a familiar heat spread through her body