[Serenity’s POV]
The next day, I stand in my room, staring at my open suitcase and the clothes that I have already packed in it. It was still surreal to think that after being open for so many years, this place was actually closing its doors, and it was all my fault.
Plopping down on the ground, I bury my face in my hands, cursing the ominous mark that marred my skin and what followed behind it. If only I wasn’t born with this, then this wouldn’t be happening.
‘Wouldn’t it?’ Mahogany huffs. ‘Even if it wasn’t you, it would be someone else. But since it was you who was chosen, you shouldn’t sit here and play the pity card.’
‘Shut up.’ I snap, bristling. ‘No one asked for your opinion.’
It wasn’t only the fact that I was responsible for The Academy closing that I was upset, it was also the trouble that I was bringing those around me, Maverick included.