-transfixed- Kenna James- Lauren Phillips- Jade... May 2026

And Kenma realized she was right. Not because they were holding her. Not because the doors were locked. But because she had stopped wanting to escape. The scarf slipped from her fingers and puddled on the floor like a surrender.

Lauren Phillips stood beneath a single spotlight, her silhouette impossibly long and sharp against a canvas of deep crimson. She wasn't looking at the art. She was looking at Kenma. Her posture was a study in control: one hand on her hip, the other holding a glass of dark wine that caught the light like a ruby. -Transfixed- Kenna James- Lauren Phillips- Jade...

“It’s whether you can,” Jade finished softly. And Kenma realized she was right