On the night Professor Celeste Arden's winterblood nearly stopped her heart, my firemarked blood was the only treatment her team could offer. In my first life, I gave so much of it that I never fully recovered. Celeste survived, and my fellow apprentice Eli Mercer stood beside her as the celebrated face of the cure. I woke again on the night of her crisis, with the same needles waiting and the same people asking me to lie still. This time, I wanted to know what would happen if I protected my own life first. But when Celeste reached for my hand, I had to face one question: if I refused to save her, would she and Eli still choose each other?