What did it feel like to have your wings clipped?
It hurt, of course. The focus was on the initial tear. Then, you got used to surviving without any wings. Walking. Crawling.
When Troy dumped her mere days after her father’s death, Serafina’s mind was already tracking her next steps. She did not want to dwell on the asshole’s betrayal because some part of her already knew him for what he was.
Angels sometimes fall.
She fell. Hard.
Rafina was no angel, though. Like her favorite children’s book, “A Little Princess,” she thought she had no trials to test her, so she remained a good girl. A goody-two-shoes. The only person who saw through her was Dragomir.
He had seen her little attempts to rebel at a young age, sneaking out of school when it got too intense. She might be smart but
