A storm of chaos outside.
Serena suddenly spotted Sebastian.
He was leaning at the doorway, looking calm on the surface, but his eyes gave everything away-disgust, contempt, and something else she couldn't quite place.
Panicking, Serena shoved the man off herself, scrambled off the bed half-dressed and ran straight to Sebastian, her voice torn with desperation.
"Sebastian, please, don't take it the wrong way. He drugged me, he forced himself on me!"
Andrew, the doctor, let out a low scoff, pulling his shirt on slowly. As he brushed past Sebastian, he smirked and said, "I'm just one of her toys, that's all."
Sebastian didn't react. Right now, the only thing he wanted to figure out was if that fire back then was Serena's doing-and if her illness had been real all along.
