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She should have died in the fire.
Everyone else did.
Cass was found in the middle of the wreckage, untouched-no burns, no scars, nothing. No one can explain it. Not the doctors, not the police, not even Cass herself. All she remembers is the heat... and the feeling that something inside her woke up.
Now she's being taken somewhere she didn't choose, surrounded by people who seem to know more than they're saying. They call it protection. They call it necessary.
They call her something else, too.
Witch.
As pieces of that night start to resurface, Cass is forced to face a truth she doesn't want to believe: the fire didn't just happen around her.
It came from her.
And whatever it is, it's not done yet.
ps: this is my first fanfic ever and english isn't my first language; I hope I got everything right.