Seraphina
The next morning, I woke up alone in the room. Ronan's bed was empty. I sat there with the memory of last night's argument, seeing it had stolen sleep from me. Two plates of food that I had noticed last night still sat there. Meals were supposed to only be eaten in the cafeteria under the strict room codes but he had still brought it to the room. I lifted the cover to discover that it really was spice mushroom and truffle cream stew. He had not been lying.
“He brought it for us,” Phina stated softly in my mind.
My grip subconsciously tightened on the plate. A part of me imagined him waiting for me in this room so that we could eat together. I reached out to touch the cold food and took a bite of it. It was still delicious.
His plate of food was just as cold and untouched
