SERAPHINA’S POV

I don’t know if the question is supposed to be a joke, or if he truly is concerned as to why I am crying - either way, I don’t believe it.

I swat his hand away from my face, putting more distance between us now.

“It’s none of your business.” I say coldly.

Apparently, it’s not the answer he wanted to hear or what he was expecting. The concerned look on his face quickly morphs into annoyance.

“Whatever. It’s not like I give a shit about that. You can cry all you ...