Selina’s POV
The pain arrived without warning…it was like a white-hot spike driving through my palm with such an intensity that it made my knees buckle.
My textbooks crashed to the floor, pages scattering like startled birds across the hallway. Students froze mid-stride, their curious stares boring into me as I clutched my chest, gasping for air that wouldn’t come.
What the hell is happening?
My heart hammered against my ribs, but something felt wrong. The rhythm was off… it was too fast, like it was trying to match a beat that wasn’t mine.
I was still confused in the middle of the hallway when the vision slammed into me.
Ashran was on the ground hitting himself continuously. The sickening crunch of bone breaking sent shivers down my spine. His blood was starting to paint the ground
