Serenya's POV
Sunlight slips through the blinds when I open my eyes. My head feels heavy, like I didn’t sleep at all.
That's because you actually didn't, dumdum.
The laptop is still open on my desk, the screen gone black. I can still see the last images burned into my mind: Celestine smiling in that perfect, practiced way. Kaelen beside her. Alpha Veyra’s name in bold headlines.
I sit up slowly. My eyes sting, and my throat feels dry. The silence in my apartment is thick. Even the piano in the corner feels like it’s watching me, waiting for me to play, but I can’t bring myself to touch it.
I press the heel of my hand against my chest. Everything feels tight. Tired but restless. Too wired to sleep, too hollow to cry.
My phone buzzes beside me. A message from Darian.
Morning. I’ll sw
