Moira's POV

The silk wallpaper of the Sapphire Suite feels cool against my back as I lean against the wall, but it doesn't burn like the mercury-laced cells did before. I flex my fingers and feel it—a tiny spark of warmth where there was nothing but cold emptiness for so long.

My powers are coming back.

It's been a day since they moved me to the Sapphire Suite. One day of actually being able to breathe without feeling like liquid fire is ...