Sera’s pov:
I tried to forget what he said. That was the first lie I told myself that morning.
The second was that it didn’t matter.
But as I walked away from the medical wing, Damien’s voice wouldn’t leave me. It echoed off the cold marble floors and followed me through the silent, winding hallways of the mansion. It wasn't just the words, it was the way he said them…soft and familiar. Like they had been waiting years to be spoken aloud.
“….You don’t have to disappear.”
I told myself it was nothing. A coincidence. A half-dream pulled from pain and exhaustion. I was just being dramatic. He was on heavy medication; I was exhausted. It was just a coincidence. A trick of the mind.
But my chest knew better.
I moved through the mansion without direction at first. I passed rooms I knew by
