Seraphine's pov.
As I shut the door behind me, I felt someone behind me.
"Slave," Gina's voice rang from behind me.
I had the urge to bat her to a pulp. I just wanted to drag her hair and make her eat it. I just turned around, anger clouding my vision as I stared at that smug smile playing on my face.
"How was the judgment? Fair enough for you? Because I think he should have gone much harder on you," she scoffed, folding her hands across her chest.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked, my voice calm
Gina rolled her eyes.
"Isn't it obvious? I sent you on a mission, and you decided to use it for your gain," she blurted out coldly.
"What are you talking about?" I inquired, confused.
"Don't you think it's a little too late to start pretending?" she mocked, staring at me like a p
