SHATTERRED.

SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW. My world comes back to me in bits and pieces as I wake up with a cough. Everything burns. My throat. My chest. My heart. My lungs sting as taking in air feels like being stabbed with a thousand needles. Suddenly, I'm pulled forward, as something solid collides with my body. "Breathe, princess. I wouldn't want to kiss you yet. You'd like it too much." Someone says, as their hands rub on my back. My coughing fit doesn't let me see who it is, because my eyes are shut tight from the pain in my throat, as my body racks from the force of my cough. Moments later, I blink, my vision blurry, as my throat stings, while trying to make sense of my surroundings. All of a sudden, the face hovering over me comes into focus, as that chill smirk makes me recognise him. "Ace." I breathe out in shock as I realise his arms are around me in a hugging fashion. He looks maddeningly calm as he stares lazily at me. "First day in school, and I'm already playing lifeguard. I should have