137 Chapter 137

137 Chapter 137

Seraphina’s POV 1

I stared at Caleb’s message until my eyes burned.

*”Sera! Long time no see, how are you lately?!”*

Those cheerful exclamation points made my chest ache. The coffee shop around me suddenly felt too small, too loud. The teenager

across the room was still glued to her phone. Everything was so normal, so ordinary.

My phone buzzed with another message from Caleb.

*”Hope you’re doing great! Miss our old conversations.”*

Miss our old conversations. Caleb lived at the border now. Far from Damien and the pack and everything that reminded me of what I’d

lost.

Maybe… maybe I could go to him.

The thought hit me like a lightning bolt. Caleb wouldn’t ask too many questions. He’d never been the type to pry or judge. If I said I

needed help, he’d help. That’s just who he was.

My hands shook as I typed a response.

*”Long time no see! I’ve run into some trouble and was wondering if I could come see you? Would that be okay?”*

I stared at the message for a full minute before hitting send. What if he said no? What if he was too busy? What if seeing me would just

bring back bad memories for him too?

buzzed almost

okay for you. Are you alright? Do you need me

tears spring to my eyes. When was the last time someone had offered to

the last time someone had

to stay for a while.

you need, Sera. You know where I am. Same place as always, Mom and Dad

you.”*

Caleb. Really, I’ll be there as

yet. Fair warning –

like him. Making jokes when

heading for the bus station with my pathetic little bag. Each step felt heavier than the last. Each step

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about them. Don’t think about Adrian coming home from school or Lily waking up from

finding that letter.

Just keep moving.

hours were torture. Bus after bus, each one older and more crowded than the last. I sat in the back,

instead of city skylines. Open fields instead

It felt like

drift back to home. To Damien probably reading my letter right now. To the look on

really gone. To Adrian

the window and tried

the final stop, the sun was setting. The “bus station” was basically just a bench and a rusty sign. The kind

nothing ever happened and time moved

I called Caleb.

up on the first ring.

bus station. Though

the place. Don’t move. I’ll be right

“Caleb, I-”

minutes. Don’t go

I could say anything else. I sat on the bench and wrapped my arms around myself, watching the sky turn

above the

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