- SERAPHINE
It rang three times before I heard a click.
"Speak," a voice answered. It was deep, curt, and unmistakably Declan.
"Declan? It's me. Seraphine," I whispered, hunched over. Back at the party, I was keeping everything to myself. I hadn't wanted to reveal anything to him because I didn't trust a single soul in that room. I had played it safe, staying quiet and guarded. But now, all that caution was gone. I gave in. I was desperate and needed to tell him the truth before they buried me alive.
There was a sharp intake of breath. "Seraphine? Are you alone?"
"I'm at St. Alaric’s. Room 402," I said, the words tumbling out. With the nurse watching, I had to keep it short and cryptic, whispering as fast as I could. "I had an accident, and they sent me here. They’re gone for now, but
