*Bianca*

I felt like I was suffocating, sitting there on the bed, wrapped up in the sheets. The cold tips of my fingers lay against the burning heat of my chest as I struggled not to get up and scream my lungs out.

I’m drowning and burning at the same time, scorched by the flames as Leo’s words go round and round in my head like some dystopian nightmare carousel. It all felt wrong and I could feel my skin crawling like insects burrowing underneath.

What ...