GAVIN’S POV
I trudged into the bathroom, the fluorescent lights overhead flickering like my mood. I rubbed my tired eyes, the day's stress boldly still stamped on my face.
I splashed water on my face, feeling the coolness calm my skin. It was a relief after a long, hot day. I felt some sort of calmness until I looked in the mirror, and I saw a worn-out man staring back. My eyes were red from looking at pictures of missing people, and my jaw was tight with frustration. I felt overwhelmed and helpless.
For days, I've been racing from one attack scene to another. It seemed like no one was safe, especially Iris who was in their mouths. The people behind these attacks were ruthless and determined. I knew I had to stop them, but so far, I'd failed. That feeling of powerlessness made me feel
