Seraphina's POV
The air feels heavy between us and I feel like I can't breathe. Why can't I fuvking feel my lungs burning?
Ray doesn’t back off. Of course, he doesn’t. He never did know when to shut up. Even at school. He was literally a woman talkative.
Jonathan stands a few feet away, his fists clenching and unclenching by his sides. His eyes are cold and fixed on Ray. He looked like he wanted to murder someone at that moment.
Ray just grins. ‘Relax, man. I’m just saying hi to an old friend. Sera's an old friend, isn't she?' He laughs.
‘You’re not her friend,’ Jonathan snaps, stepping forward.
I take a small step back. I feel like a puppet being controlled by two masters from the banter going on between Jonathan and Ray and quite frankly, I don’t want to be anywhere near this.
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