Ella
I didn’t remember how I got to my room. One moment, I was in the hallway, surrounded by the smell of burning fabric and the distant sound of panicked screams. Aidan and Nikolai had been calling my name, their voices sharp with urgency, but I couldn't focus on them. The fire had been wild, uncontrollable, curling around my fingers like living serpents. And then—nothing.
Now, I was here.
Lying on my bed.
Staring at the ceiling.
My body felt numb, but my mind was anything but quiet. The echoes of terrified students still rang in my ears, their fear clinging to me like a second skin.
They had run from me.
Not because of who I was, but because of what I had become.
I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping to push away the thoughts, but the moment I did, the whispers started.
