POV: Seraphina
I chose the restaurant deliberately because it is somewhere public and with enough people around, that Dorian would have to stay calm. He was always better at controlling himself when there were witnesses and that was one of the first things I had learned about him.
I got there twenty minutes early and I ordered some water. I sat facing the door and I waited.
Then, a few minutes later, he walked in at exactly the time I had told him to. He saw me from across the room. His face didn't change but he walked over and pulled out the chair across from me and sat down without saying anything.
"You look tired," I said.
"Say what you need to say, Seraphina." He said bluntly and looked aside.
"I will, in a moment." I picked up my glass. "How is Sarah your new wife?" His jaw tigh
