Chapter 11

Was this what death felt like?

Was it supposed to be dazy, crippling and even painful?

Syanna didn’t think so. But who was she to know what death felt like? She had never really died before, until now.

There was mumbling in the background, and she shuffled in her spot, thinking it might be her parents. Were they waiting for her? Would she be at peace with them, knowing she lived a good 20 years, and that now Cole was free?

Cole.

Gosh, she remembered the look on his face when that vampire grabbed her. The look of utter pain and agony, and he didn’t even like her. She remembered how he pushed passed that barrier, trying to save her.

What force was so greater than the headmistress’s barrier, that Cole, of all people, managed to break through solely to save her?

It couldn’t be what she thought it was. It was too soon--far too soon. They barely even shared a proper conversation other than the night two years ago, and he didn’t even remember that moment.

So it couldn’t be what she th