SERAPHINA
“Because I was saving myself… for you.”
His words echoed inside me like a thunderclap.
What did he mean?
No, what could he mean?
My hand stayed pressed against his chest, feeling the fierce rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my palm. It wasn't steady. Neither was mine. I could feel the frantic pulse hammering in my throat, wild and disorienting, like my body was no longer mine to command.
The air between us thickened—suffocating, charged. I couldn’t breathe properly. I couldn’t look away either. Those violet eyes…Goddess, they weren’t just looking at me; they were unraveling me.
Confusion twisted with something I didn’t dare name. My knees wobbled, my thoughts scattered like ash in the wind. I should’ve scoffed. I should’ve said something cold, sharp; anything to keep him fro
