SARAPHINA’S POV

The moment I hit her with my magic, everything stopped.

The weeds strangling Darragh withered and fell away. Eamon's broken bones stopped making those horrible crackling sounds. Even the rain seemed to pause mid-fall, drops hanging in the air like suspended diamonds.

But then the curse kicked in with brutal force.

I found myself stumbling backward, my feet moving without my permission. Ten meters. Always ten meters between us. The invisible chain that had bound us since I was ...