***Ella***
I enter the greenhouse for my free period after biology. It had definitely become my own little sanctum since my birthday.
I draw on my magic, growing a vine called 'star jasmine' all across the top of the brick wall and around the perimeter of the greenhouse. It was one we had at home and I knew it had beautiful little white flowers, along with a gorgeous scent. Over the course of the day I had gotten used to the constant discomfort I felt; the divine bond trying desperately to encourage me to approach Austin, particularly during meal times.
"Redecorating?" asks Will, coming up next to me as I prod each unopened bud, coaxing them to bloom.
"Just adding some flourishes," I reply. I look sideways at him, not surprised in the slightest to see him studying my aura.
"How's it l
