SERAPHINA’S POV
Artemis hasn't been to school since I confronted him, and he's apparently not taking visitors anymore.
I try to reach him, but I can no longer ignore the message he's sending me loud and clear: He doesn't want to see me.
I've set aside every horrific experience I've had over the past few days in an attempt to get through to him. When I fail, I lean back into my own stew of pain and guilt, wallowing in a self-pity so strong it reeks from miles away.
My back still aches from the awakening.
The burn marks are permanently etched into my skin, forming a tattoo-like pattern that sprawls artistically across my back, spiraling and then stopping just short of reaching my mid-back.
It's as if they're mocking me, taunting me for daring to explore who I really am.
Well, I'v
