Seraphina's POV
The capsule hummed softly around me. I sat cross-legged on the thin mattress, my back against the curved wall, staring at the opposite panel. My mind was stuck on the same thought that had plagued me since I'd opened my eyes. Damon. Bjorn. Cole. None of them were here.
I pulled my knees closer, wrapping my arms around them. Where was Damon? He was always the one who found me, the one who showed up when I least expected it. Yesterday, I kept waiting for him to appear behind me in the market. But he didn't. And now I'd slept through an entire night, and still nothing.
Had he given up? Decided to abandon whatever crazy quest this was? I mean, what was he even getting out of this? It couldn't just be curiosity.
Then I remembered those thoughts he'd had about me. Kissing me.
