Three months ago, I lost my foster sister, Sienna, to the darkness. As in blood magic and chaos and general mayhem. No one saw it until it was too late, but I should have. Now, I have a wounded heart and soul that I cant even reveal to anyone around me, because Im supposed to hate Sienna with the fiery passion of the justified. And I do. I just wish I didnt feel so lost without her, so unsure of the path I thought I had carved for myself, and so outclassed by the powerful Adepts constantly by my side these days. Im not even sure if theyre with me for my own protection or because my shiny new powers are rare and valuable. Assuming I ever figure out who or what I am, and how my magic actually works. Even chocolate cant save the day every time & just most of the time. At least Ive got that going for me.