SERAPHINA’S POV

I scrub every inch of my body the second I get back to my dorm. Every bit of me they had seen; washing the marks left on my skin from their leering eyes.

Artemis’s words replay in my mind over and over again as I scrub, leaving red sore marks that complement the already darkening bruises.

My first day and I’m already a walking rainbow.

“I hate it here.” I admit to myself for the first time, feeling more tears gathering in my eyes.

Miss Lucy had been so happy that I ...