Seraphina's POV
I was having a bad day, and I didn't need anyone to tell me why. I already knew exactly who was responsible for it.
Electra.
Everything about this morning, from the moment I opened my eyes to the moment I turned away from her and walked out of her room, had been a mess, and the more I thought about it, the more it felt like my chest was being squeezed from the inside. It wasn't just what she had done, it was how she had done it, like it didn't matter, like I didn't matter.
She had left in the middle of the night, walked all the way to the palace, put herself in danger, and didn't even think to wake me up or tell me where she was going, even though I had been right there beside her, and then when she came back, she acted like it was nothing, like it was just another normal night, like she hadn't just risked her life.
