SERAPHINA’S POV

I'm outside, near the bushes and trees surrounding the school, staring at an open flame that burns brightly. The yellow light flickers with vibrant life, and in the center, a small blue flame burns.

I imagine the fire would feel warm, as opposed to the much colder evening, and that the wind moving through the leaves would bring a chill with it, but I feel nothing.

My heart is frozen over like pure ice.

Everything hurts, and yet I feel nothing. I’m numb to the world and ...