Seraphina
The moment I decided to act, everything sharpened.
Not in a dramatic way, not like fear rushing through my veins, but like the world finally snapping into focus. Sounds carried farther, faces revealed more than they intended, and silence spoke louder than words. I understood then why Alessio never underestimated quiet moments. They were where decisions were born.
I did not tell him what I was planning.
That was not rebellion, it was necessity. If I wanted this to be my choice, truly mine, I needed to see what I could carry without leaning on his shadow.
The café was busy that afternoon, sunlight spilling through the windows, dust dancing in the air like nothing dangerous had ever existed. Aurora moved behind the counter with practiced ease, laughing with a customer, unaware
