It wasn’t until the second day that Geneva felt like she would be okay. The past three days had been torturous, and she swore never to pass through heat ever again.

She remembered cussing everyone out and was glad that Lily, Elena and Emily stayed by her side and didn’t get angry with all the foul words she spewed as a result of the pain.

She sat upright on her bed and stretched, wincing at the loud cracks from her joints as a result of lying down for the past two days.

Geneva felt like ...