Zeal

-transfixed- Kenna James- Lauren Phillips- Jade... -

“Don’t you want to see the rest of the exhibit?” Lauren asked.

“It’s whether you can,” Jade finished softly. -Transfixed- Kenna James- Lauren Phillips- Jade...

Kenma’s eyes fluttered shut for just a second. When she opened them, Jade was on her other side, boxing her in with warmth and shadow. “Don’t you want to see the rest of the exhibit

Lauren set down her glass. The clink against the marble was a period at the end of a sentence. She stepped forward, closing the distance between them until Kenma could smell her perfume—smoke, amber, and something sharp like crushed mint. When she opened them, Jade was on her

Kenna James knew she shouldn’t be here.

Kenma tried to look away. She tried to remember the layout of the gallery, the exit by the coat check, the night air that would break this spell. But her gaze snagged on Lauren’s movement—the deliberate tilt of her head, the way her free hand gestured to the shadows behind her.

“Don’t you want to see the rest of the exhibit?” Lauren asked.

“It’s whether you can,” Jade finished softly.

Kenma’s eyes fluttered shut for just a second. When she opened them, Jade was on her other side, boxing her in with warmth and shadow.

Lauren set down her glass. The clink against the marble was a period at the end of a sentence. She stepped forward, closing the distance between them until Kenma could smell her perfume—smoke, amber, and something sharp like crushed mint.

Kenna James knew she shouldn’t be here.

Kenma tried to look away. She tried to remember the layout of the gallery, the exit by the coat check, the night air that would break this spell. But her gaze snagged on Lauren’s movement—the deliberate tilt of her head, the way her free hand gestured to the shadows behind her.