Third Person's POV
Mortimer clearly sensed the coldness and disgust radiating from her.
It was a dead silence, far more terrifying than anger. His instincts screamed that at this very moment, something had completely shattered.
Seraphina stopped at her door and looked back at him. Her aloof eyes held absolutely zero warmth. "Thank you for taking care of Dash recently. I won't be troubling you from tomorrow onward."
Her words were like a sharp blade plunging straight into Mortimer's heart. His face changed drastically, his breathing stalling completely.
He instinctively reached out, grabbing her arm tightly. His voice was impossibly hoarse, trembling as he asked carefully, "What happened? Sera, tell me, please?"
Seraphina shook off his hand with extreme coldness, acting as if she had
