Zeraphine’s POV
Secrets had a way of unraveling. No matter how tightly you held onto them, no matter how deeply you buried them, the truth always found a way to the surface.
And I was running out of time.
The stars above the palace glowed faintly, their light unable to chase away the heavy weight in my chest. I wrapped my arms around myself, leaning against the stone railing of the balcony. The air was cool, but it did nothing to soothe the storm inside me.
A week. That was all I had left before we returned home.
Before I left him behind again.
"Zeraphine," Rakura’s voice broke through the quiet night, soft but firm. She stepped onto the balcony, her knowing eyes settling on me. "You do realize it's barely a week before we leave?"
I took a slow breath, steadying myself. "I know."
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