~ Seraphina’s POV
I heard Mom talking something about interns or something over the phone two minutes ago. Has Mr Hill already gotten some kind of job or something for her?
That was quick. I don't know if he is just lovestruck for Mom or something. I have no idea. I have no idea someone like Mr Hill could even look at someone like us. My mom, actually. Now, don't get me wrong, she isn't ugly or anything. Quite the opposite actually.
I sigh and stand with my plate of empty cereal and then I go over to dump it in the sink. It earns me a look from my mom. I roll my eyes internally and then turn on the tap to wash the plate off.
After that, I want to go to my room to dress up, but then the sound of my name makes me freeze in my tracks.
"Seraphina."
I don't turn. I grip the railing of our
