Chapter 98

• SARAPHINA’S POV
• The alcohol burned going down, but it was nothing compared to the fire in my chest. I'd lost count of how many drinks I'd had. The room spun around me in slow, lazy circles, and the music sounded like it was coming from underwater.
• I pressed my back against the wall near the refreshment table, watching everyone else have fun. Watching them laugh and dance and be normal. Be wanted. The cup in my hand was empty again. When had that happened?