ELLA'S POV
I ditched the staircase for the elevator. It was the only reliable way to get to the library without freezing to death. I stepped into the chilly elevator and pushed on the button that led to the library.
I hugged myself tightly, even with the fur jacket I'd draped myself with, the cold still managed to pierce through my insides. I mumbled a sting of greeting to the cleaner, my hands curling around the doorknob.
I let out a sigh, and made my way to the extreme corner of the room. I needed to spend time alone and most importantly, find a book that would tell me more about my identity.
After a few seconds, my first port was the magical section. It didn't illuminate with golden light like in the fairy stories. But this section was famous for having century old books stuffed i
