Mia Heather POV
The moment the door clicked shut behind the last student, Liora stepped closer, eyes filled with concern. Brin hovered beside her, fingers nervously twisting the hem of her uniform.
"Are you– Are you really okay?" Liora asked, voice low, almost a whisper, as if speaking louder might shatter me.
I nodded, though my hands were still trembling slightly. The memory of the symbols, the spiraling ice and the runes that were etched deep in that moment, refused to leave my chest. "I’m… alright," I said, forcing the words out. "It’s over now."
Brin frowned. "You don’t look alright."
"I said I’m fine," I snapped, but my tone felt fragile even to my ears. My pulse was still uneven and the air inside the room felt heavier than before.
Liora exchanged a look with Brin and I knew w
