Lia

After I was awake, I noticed that everyone kept staring at me and when I say they were staring at me they were truly staring at me like I was the strangest thing in the world.

They had every reason to stare at me like this.

I was a ticking time bomb. How could I go on and live with this power swirling around inside me?

My hands were still trembling. No matter how many deep breaths I took, I couldn’t shake the warmth humming under my skin—like the power was still there, ...