Chapter 56 Twelve?

• I clutch the edge of the table, my breath coming in shallow gasps. The dining hall feels too big, too cold, as the consequences of the absence of my doll loom over me like a storm cloud.
• “Have you seen it?” Zoe’s voice snaps me out of my frantic thoughts. She’s standing beside me now, her expression equal parts irritation and worry.
• I shake my head, biting my lip to keep my voice steady. “It was just here. It couldn’t have grown legs and walked away, right?”