Seraphina's POV
I continued to stare at the familiar silhouette of Yuna and Yura, and I almost let out a laugh right there in the middle of the crowd when it finally settled in my mind that Yuna was really alive. It wasn't just a desperate thought anymore or something I had convinced myself of because I needed it to be true. She was right there in front of me, breathing, moving, and alive, and the voice I had heard back at the mansion had really belonged to her.
My chest felt lighter in a way it hadn't in days, and I had to press my lips together to stop myself from doing something stupid like calling out her name.
