Braelyn's POV
There was a strange tingling sensation in my nose. I couldn't recognise the strange scent mixed with a wide range of flowers.
The red spots increased on my wrists. My fingers moved before my mind caught up, nails dragging lightly over the red patches. I started slowly but the more I scratched them the worse the itch became and it seemed like red spots started to spread
Fear crawled up my skin. Puzzled and confused by what was happening.
The itch was sharp, sudden, like something crawling beneath my skin. I rubbed harder, trying to ease the uncomfortable prickling sensation, but it only grew worse
. The small red spots spread across my wrist like blooming marks, inflamed under the dim garden light.
A confused breath left me as I stared at them. I wasn't allergic to anything. At least... not anymore. It had been so long since I last reacted to anything that I had convinced myself my body had outgrown those old childhood sensitivities.
