*****Serenity’s POV*****
That night sleep didn’t come.
I turned on the bed again, staring at the ceiling like answers would suddenly appear there.
They didn’t.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my father’s face.
The way he looked at me before they took him away. I couldn't help but hope that he was genuinely fine.
I pushed the blanket off and sat up, running a hand through my hair.
“I need air,” I muttered to myself.
Staying in the room was making it worse.
I slipped my feet into my slippers and stepped out quietly. The hallway was empty, the silence stretching long and uncomfortable. No guards. That alone felt strange.
Still, I didn’t stop.
The place was big, bigger than I had realized before. The hallways were too long, corners looked the same. It felt like a maze designed to
