Third Person's POV
"This slap is just collecting a little bit of interest upfront for Dash."
Seraphina tried her best to suppress her anger, but when she spoke, her voice still trembled uncontrollably.
"Now, you can run right over to your precious Mortimer and tattle on me."
"You... you just wait! Mortimer will absolutely not let you get away with this!" Dropping this bluff, Vivian grabbed her bag, scrambled clumsily to her feet, and ran off.
As soon as Vivian was gone, Seraphina's perfectly straight back instantly slumped. She stood frozen in place, trembling violently.
"Sera."
Trista had arrived at the clinic door at some point and called out to her softly, her voice full of concern.
Seraphina slowly raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears.
She slowly uncurled her fists, o
