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26. Starting tonight, she is mine
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2025-01-11 07:00:54DAMON
The door creaked as I opened it, the small sound was enough to make Sera turn her head with a sudden movement. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her body tense like someone who had waited too long in too narrow a space. Turner mentioned she was waiting for me, but I didn’t expect her to actually stay up this late—and in my room.
Our eyes met, and I could see it in hers—anger. Sharp, blazing, and brimming with things she was dying to say.
But I beat her to it. “What are you doing here?” My voice was flat, almost casual, though we both knew that wouldn’t last long.
She stood up, her jaw tight as she faced me. “Where the hell have you been? Everyone’s been looking for you, but you just disappeared.”
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