CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE

ALEX DAVALO

She's more than I know!

What had I just seen? Watching Nadia bring a dead student back to life felt like those tales we only heard or saw in movies. I still couldn't wrap my head around it, and a part of me wished Sandro had been there to witness it because telling him what happened wouldn’t do justice.

That morning had started like any other. I was in class, half-listening to Mr. McGrath drone on about some poem I couldn’t care less about. My thoughts were scattered from yesterday’s drama—the teasing, the mockery, the feeling of being invincible because of my status as one of...