Seraphina’s POV

After that day, Eric kept inviting me out. Sometimes, he would take me to a newly opened restaurant to try new dishes. Other times, he would drag me to listen to opera, which I found painfully boring. The grandiose hall, with its velvet seats and crystal chandeliers, seemed to mock my disinterest while Eric sat beside me, completely enthralled by the performance.

I knew what he was after. He wanted to get back together with me because, ...