SERAPHINA’S POV

It begins to slowly descend on me as the weakness spreads to the rest of my body.

I’ve been betrayed.

My body loses control over itself and I tumble backwards off my seat and onto the hard-tiled floors of the cafeteria, feeling the entirety of me quake in anaphylactic shock.

Still, all I hear is only an increased tempo in their murmuring.

There is curiosity but no concern or gasps of horror, no one rushing to my aid to help - no one caring.

It’s like they’ve all been ...