Elizabeth’s POV

When Sebastian rushed through the door, his face was pale with worry. His eyes searched the room until they found me standing by the window, holding a soft smile I couldn’t hide.

He stopped halfway, his breath catching. “Elizabeth,” he said, voice low and tense. “What happened? Are you hurt? I…”

I shook my head quickly and took a step toward him. “No, no. Nothing’s wrong.”

His brows drew together. “Then why did you text me like ...