I lumbered inside my room, my legs strangely heavy, and shut myself in. The incident with Leif made me weak and sweaty so I hurried through a shower, mentally cataloging everything else I needed to do: dress in something less ridiculous and I should probably grab some food too. I hadn't eaten yesterday, I realized, and I hadn't gotten any sleep last night.
No wonder I was shaky.
I remembered myself convulsing when Gabriel kissed my hand and letting go of Lysander so abruptly at the cafeteria during our first meeting. But now, I don't have that kind of reaction anymore. Instead, I made other people convulse.
Somewhere at the back of my mind, I saw a blue flash and Leif crumpled at the pool, the smell of burning filled my throat. I had been so afraid of him, so desperate to defend myself.
Was it possible I summoned a power I had never been aware of?
'Had I created lightning?' I said to myself, still so wrapped up in my head.
