SERAPHINA’S POV

Since the Gabe accident, I resigned myself to laying low in school as best as I possibly can even while I’m still a target to everyone.

I hang my head low while walking into chemistry class especially.

The dread of having to walk into this same class taunts me and while I stare at the empty space beside me, the very spot Gabe used to occupy, I feel sick to my stomach.

A gentle sense of disdain and hatred slowly bubbles within my chest as the void just slowly grows deeper ...