Arianna opened her eyes and harsh bright lights blinded her. She squinted as she tried pull herself into sitting position. Numbness gripped her body, pins and needles itching beneath her ...
More than anything she wanted the world to be uncomplicated, for right and wrong to be as easily divided as the black and white sections of an Oreo. But the world was not a cookie. — Roshani Chokshi, Aru Shah and the Tree of Wishes