er. She grabbed the printed blueprints of

ld, steady rain was beating

. She let herself in, holding a few e

tiny, scratched dining table. She excited

yes traced the complex, Victorian

ve, crushing wave of gri

the corner of the map. Her eyes filled with hot, unexp

's pale face. "Cora? Are yo

e forced a weak, fake smile. "I'm just dizzy. I

e extra papers. "Get some rest. I'll see you in

lled a glass with tap water and swallowed two me

She listened to the rain hitting the g

hit her like a

nded by the glaring light of

credibly heavy, suffocatingly tight gi

background, but the air in the room

had a breathtakingly beautiful face, bu

at out vicious curses and mocki

e certainty that her name was Seraphina-

d. She shoved Seraph

backward. The surrounding aristocra

replaced by the terrifying weight of

ling dirt on top of her. She opened her mouth to s

d on her bed. Her hands gripped

her eyes snapping open. She gasped

Her dark hair clung to her fore

e dark room. She saw her dresser

nd the sound of Isolde's cruel laugh

re feet hit the freezing hardwood f

open and stumbled out into t

d her back against the cold tile wall, clutching