Seraphina's POV
Monday morning felt different as I entered the office building. Perhaps it was because of the weekend full of surprises—dinner with Kaelos, an unexpected meeting with Darius and Lilith, and a long conversation with Kaelos about our future. Or maybe it was because the autumn air was starting to grow cold, making everything feel sharper, more real.
I had just sat down at my desk when a familiar scent filled the air. Lavender and vanilla with a hint of mint—a scent I knew very well.
"Seraphina!"
I turned and almost dropped the cup of coffee I was holding. Callista was standing at the entrance to my work area, wearing a formal black blazer and carrying a brown leather bag. Her hair, which was usually loose, was now neatly pulled back into a bun.
"Callista?" I g
