Snippet (number 5)

 

I bit back a scream, my comb falling from my fingers as I felt my flesh burning. The agony was centred at my shoulder, but I knew that it wasn’t actually happening to me, as my fingers explored the spot, only to feel that the skin was still cool and unbroken.

Sebastien. The only person I maintained such a connection with was him, and the sheer amount of pain washing from him made my stomach churn. Anger creeping deep into my gut at the very idea that anyone would harm him. It didn’t matter how many things we had faced together, I would never be able to accept that him being hurt was a normal occurrence, or something that didn’t affect me.

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