Naeva Quinn

I must have dozed off while reading, because when my eyes fluttered open, I was lying sprawled across the cold marble floor. The book on hockey, the one I had promised myself I would finish that night, was wide open just inches from my face. My whole body felt frozen from sleeping on the floor.

But then, something strange happened. The moment I noticed that I was cold and started shivering, it vanished immediately . I sat up quickly, blinking, pressing my palm to the marble again ...