POV Serafina
I climb the last step and walk down the hallway with the tray in my hands. The apple tart Greta made for me looks so delicious that I'm seriously tempted to eat it all by myself without him. I just pray to God that Mr. "Grumpy" has time today to sit with me for at least an hour and share this dessert, because if he refuses and asks me to leave the room because he has too much to do, I'm going to explode. I've been quite patient, understanding, and sweeter than I can be. All for love, all to avoid being too intense and irritating him with my intensity.
«But until today»
Something's going on with him, I can sense it. Crazy eyes don't lie, and Daemon Barone is hiding something from me. He's been acting like a complete jerk with me for five days. He's been cold, distant, no
