Seraphine's POV
Theodore insisted I remain confined to our quarters after everything Becky had put me through. The trauma still haunted me, and whenever I found myself alone, fragments of her torment would flood back. Most of the puzzle pieces had fallen into place, yet something sinister still lingered in the shadows. Death hadn't freed me from danger.
The mystery of that damning video sent to every High Council member consumed my thoughts. Who had orchestrated its delivery?
Kayne's investigation team had exhausted every lead, yet each trail vanished into thin air. Our anonymous enemy moved like a phantom through the digital realm.
While Theodore attended another crucial gamma meeting, I sat isolated in our bedroom during the bright afternoon hours. The weight of endless questions made my head spin, anxiety clawing at my chest. My stomach churned violently, forcing me to sprint toward the bathroom where I expelled its contents.
