Deborah’s POV

Deborah looked in the mirror and saw someone she didn't recognize.

She touched the glass, seeing the silver light under her skin glow like a second heartbeat. The light in her eyes had appeared three hours ago and wouldn't go away. Now, thin silver lines edged her amber eyes, making them look strange.

"Control it," she said in her reflection. "You control everything else."

But this wasn't a fire she could make and then stop. It was now part of her, burning inside.

Someone ...