CIARA’S POV

I had stumbled out of the classroom, the professor's voice long receding behind me. Something about excuse accepted and seeing me next week. I couldn't focus on anything except the weight of her words crushing down on me.

The Solar Zenith decided to grace us today, suddenly.

Today. Not in years. Today.

My hands shook as I pulled out my phone again. The screen blurred through my tears, but I managed to find my mother's contact. I pressed call and held the device to my ear with both ...