*Lily*
The Bronze Wing dormitory had always been a place of vibrant chatter and echoing laughter, but now it lay under a shroud of silence. The question on everyone's lips—what had happened to her?—seemed to float in the air, unanswered and increasingly ominous.
I couldn't shake off the creeping sense of dread that snaked its way into my thoughts. The Order was involved; I could feel it in my bones. I just didn’t know how.
It was a cold Friday morning, two days after Jenna's departure, that I found myself trailing Iris, Jenna's roommate. She was the key, the sole connection left to Jenna, and the only option I had to try and contact her.
"Excuse me, Iris?" I called out as I spotted her walking out of a classroom, catching up to her just before she could disappear into the throng of students milling around between classes.
"Hi, Lily," Iris greeted me as I stopped by her side. She halted in her steps to look at me expectantly.