SERAPHINA’S POV

I run away like a coward, unable to face the meaning behind his words, and what they would mean for me, the changes they would bring to our dynamic, and everything else.

I rush past the class I was eager to go to minutes ago, speeding into the library where I know it will be quiet.

I speed walk until I reach the forgotten ends of the vast hall, a place nobody really explores due to the well-known notion of everyone hating school.

Finding the perfect corner, I crawl into a ...