Seraphina's POV
I looked around, blinking slowly. The room was unfamiliar. It wasn't mine. I had never been here before.
Was it a hotel?
But no… it didn't feel like one. It was too cozy and warm. Everything looked expensive, but also too personal. It belonged to someone who cared about every detail.
Then my eyes landed on the giant photo frame near the wall.
I slightly turned my head to get a better look, and my heart skipped.
It was Brother Asher's photo.
Wait… was I in his room?
That couldn't be right. No one ever entered Asher's room. Not even Melissa, his favorite little sister. Not even their mother dared to step in without permission.
So, how was I here?
"Calm down, Sera," Asher said in a soft voice, like he was afraid I'd freak out again. "I'm sorry if you feel uncomfortable or offended, but I didn't know where else to take you… since your room…"
