SERAPHINA’S POV

I'm in an ethereal world of books, stacked into an impossible number of shelves arranged in columns that go on until what looks like infinity.

The inside itself is wider than my eyes can depict, with walls taller than twice of Raven Wood High stacked on top of itself.

The air even smells different— that addictive woody smell that comes from the pages of the millions of books stored in here.

It's all so beautiful and marvelous, a book lover's heaven. Olivia would faint ...