SERAPHINA
Someone picked me up in their arms, but I didn’t open my eyes. My body was trembling too hard, my breath shallow and tight. Silent tears trailed down my cheeks but I couldn’t cry out loud anymore. I was all cried out. I felt broken from the inside.
My lips felt bruised, my mouth tasted of him, Dante. My step brother. The man on whom I had once crushed over. The man who had once starred in my dreams but was now my cruel reality.
I was carried upstairs. A door creaked open. Then I was being settled down on the mattress, like I was a child. It was surely another of their twisted games to show me softness one moment after being so brutally treated like a worthless object.
And then silence engulfed me, but not comforting one. It urged me to open my eyes and see the man who had tak
