Chapter 38

The Visitor

Seraphina’s POV

The sitting room was quiet. The laughter from the gathering was gone. The women had left, one after another, until the place felt empty. I sat there, staring at the untouched plate of snacks on the table. My fingers traced the rim of the glass in front of me.

I reached for the remote and turned on the television. The screen came alive with voices and moving faces, but my mind didn’t follow. I just watched without seeing, letting the sound drown the ...