Chapter 52

• Ayla
• We moved deeper into the crowd. At first, I was too busy looking around to notice anything else. Then, a strange feeling crept over me. It started small, like a prickle on my skin, then grew warmer. I felt eyes on me. Everywhere.
• I glanced up, and sure enough, heads turned as we passed. People stopped talking, their gazes fixed. It wasn’t a friendly look. It was curious, yes, but also a little bit… cold. Or maybe, I thought, it was just in my head.