Chapter 11

• {Casper’s Pov}
• The smoke was everywhere. It didn’t rise from a single spot — it swallowed the whole sky, blurring buildings, suffocating everything one way or the other. My lungs burned, and my vision blurred, but I kept going. The scream… it hadn’t stopped echoing in my ears. My mother’s voice — high, raw, and everywhere.
• Yet I couldn’t pinpoint any direction. Even Ophelia looked at me wrong when I screamed for mom. Mom, am I being delusional? NO