SERAPHINA
I woke up with a start, my breath catching in my throat as the remnants of last night clung to my skin like a second layer, a cruel reminder of what had transpired.
The room was dimly lit, a sliver of golden light peeking through the heavy curtains, telling me that it was already morning when what had happened last night was still so fresh in my mind like it was only minutes ago.
For a brief moment I wanted to chalk it all up to a nightmare. But the heaviness in my body, in the air surrounding me was suffocating and proof that it had all been real. The ghostly imprint of fingers on my body were real, the scent of them still clinging around my room, it was real.
My phone vibrated against the nightstand and I hesitated before I reached out with shaky fingers to check it.
My
