SERAPHINA’S POV

An hour passes by pretty quickly and I use that time reading of course, before the school bell rings, singling lunch break.

I pack up my things, getting up and walking all the way over to the cafeteria, feeling famished already and in the mood for what’s on today’s menu.

From where I am, I feel a certain pair of eyes digging right at me more intensely and mercilessly than everyone else’s, and on instinct, I turn and meet Artemis staring at me from the other end of the ...