SOMETHING ISN'T RIGHT

Serafina’s POV

I woke up with a dull ache in my head, exhaustion clinging to me like a second skin. My mouth tasted sour, my limbs heavy. I swallowed and sat up, rubbing my temple. Was I sick?

Shaking off the feeling, I dragged myself to the bathroom. My reflection stared back at me—dull eyes, tan...