Seraphina’s arrival felt like a lightning bolt cutting through the tension in the room. She entered with quick, confident strides, but the moment she saw Arisha standing with Ivan and Bjorn, her breath caught, and she faltered. Her eyes went wide, panic flashing across her face before she quickly masked it with a calm expression. But there was no hiding the fear that flickered in her eyes.
“Oh, no...” she muttered under her breath, trying to regain her composure. Forcing a smile, she stepped forward, her voice laced with false curiosity. “What’s going on here?”
Bjorn’s face lit up with a devilish grin as he turned to Seraphina, seizing the opportunity to stir the pot. “Look, Seraphina, we found the real—”
“Bjorn!” Ivan snapped, his voice sharp like a whip. Bjorn’s grin vanished, and he
