The Endless City is torn apart. As the oppressive Order tries to wrestle total control, a small group of people fights the pointless battle for freedom. And Hester is one of them. She owes the rebellion everything. Since the days she wandered the world with no aim or memories of the past, they've become her family. Now she's one of their fiercest soldiers and she doesn't intend to back down. Despite her days involving endless skirmishes with the terror of the rebellion, Anadil. For reasons unknown to her, their paths seem to be crossing constantly, yet only ever end in stalemates. One fight changes it all. After sustaining a head injury, Hester's mind is plagued by visions. Ones that make her redoubt everything she knows. Even the relationship between her and her sworn nemesis...

Every time she sees her best friend, her heart races. Her breath catches. Her throat swells. She doesn't know what is happening to her. She only knows she's falling. This is a School for Good and Evil Hestadil fanfic. If you're not okay with LGBTQ+ ships or the community, I suggest you leave. This once won 1st place in the fanfic genre of the Bookworm Awards, though that was a while ago, before I accidentally deleted it (this is the rewrite until chapter 10 or 12, then it's all new). The cover is not mine, so if you know who drew it, do tell so I can give them the credit they deserve - lots!