SERAPHINA’S POV

I can't meet his eyes for some reason, unable to find the right words for this exact moment. I knew that at some point, especially given our current entanglement—or whatever this relationship is—I'd have to tell him.

There's no escaping it.

"How do I say this without sounding like I'm crazy?" I start, meeting his eyes.

He watches me cautiously, yet there's an air of understanding. It's as if no matter what I say, he'll accept it as the truth—no questions asked. Taking a ...