Seraphina

“Are you sure, Seraphina?” Celine asked, her voice getting deeper the more she spoke. “Promises are not meant to be broken,” she reminded me.

My chest began to beat faster, but I didn’t back down.

“Yes, I am,” I said.

Aside from the fact that Celine had proven herself trustworthy, I was really tired of hiding this in my chest while it ate me up.

All morning, I had soaked myself in guilt.

How long would I continue like this?

I had no idea I would remain locked up in ...