Chapter 7: Secret f*******: Account
(Seraphina's POV)
Shortly after responding to Zara's message, I retrieved a small vial of pale blue liquid from my bedside drawer.
The painkiller was my own creation. It was potent enough to allow me to walk normally for twenty-four hours. But repeated use would damage my liver permanently.
Tonight was an emergency.
I uncorked the vial and drank the bitter liquid in one gulp. The taste made me grimace, but within minutes, the constant aching in my legs disappeared completely.
I stood up carefully, testing my balance. Perfect.
A commotion outside caught my attention. I walked to the window and looked down at our front yard.
Two large trucks were parked in the driveway. Seven or eight gardeners dismounted with shovels in hand and began systemat
