CHAPTER 25
Seraphina
I spent the day in the library, surrounded by books and ledgers. Rain tapped steadily against the tall windows, a rhythm that matched the tension in my chest. Every few minutes, I caught myself glancing toward the door.
He was always watching. Always observing and I hated how much I wanted him to.
I thought about Elias. About the betrayal. About how fragile everything was. About how quickly a single mistake could destroy everything I had been trying to build for myself, and for him.
The thought scared me, but it also made me burn with something I didn’t want to name. Desire? Fear? Obedience? Something darker.
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