149 Chapter 149

Seraphina’s POV 1

I couldn’t eat.

For the third morning in a row, I sat at the breakfast table staring at Margaret’s perfectly fluffy pancakes while my stomach churned with

something that had nothing to do with hunger.

“Honey?” Margaret’s voice sounded distant, like she was calling to me from underwater. “You need to eat something. You’re getting too

thin.”

I picked up my fork. Put it down. Picked it up again.

Damien’s voice echoed in my head for the thousandth time. The same words I’d heard through the walls three days ago. The same

broken tone that made my chest feel like it was being crushed.

“I’m not hungry,” I whispered.

Margaret exchanged one of those looks with Robert. “You need your strength,” Robert said gently. “Even just a few bites?”

I managed to force down a piece of pancake. It tasted like sawdust.

Caleb appeared in the doorway, hair damp from his morning shower, work clothes already on. His eyes went straight to my untouched

plate, then to my face.

Something flickered in his expression. Concern. Understanding. Maybe pity.

“Morning,” he said, his voice carefully casual.

“Morning”

The word came out flat. Empty. Like everything else these days.

He poured himself coffee and settled across from me, watching me with those kind eyes that saw too much.

“Sleep okay?” he asked.

“Fine”

Another lie. I hadn’t slept properly since that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I heard Damien’s voice. Felt his presence so close l

could almost touch him.

I pushed back from the table, my chair scraping against the floor. “I should get ready for work.”

“Sera, wait-”

But I was already moving, escaping to the bathroom where I could lock the door and lean against it and try to remember how to breathe.

eyes. Checks hollow from not eating. Hair pulled back in a messy braid because I

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I looked like hell.

the biggest mistake of her life and couldn’t figure out how to fix

Work was a blur.

Scheduled appointments. Smiled at customers until my face

glances when he thought I wasn’t

here for her car,” I called out around

voice came from under a truck hood.

Mrs. Patterson. Oil change

looks good.”

studied my face with those sharp grandmother eyes. “Are you feeling alright? You look

“Just tired,” I lied.

you rest. And eat something!

she left, I slumped in the desk chair and stared at nothing. The phone

“Morrison’s Auto Repair.”

“Hi, is this Sarah?”

“Yes.”

my truck. Can I schedule an oil

the calendar, my eyes scanning dates without really

you still

How about Thursday

and pressed my palms against my eyes. The tears wouldn’t

helping Margaret with dinner when Caleb came in looking

asked, stirring the pot of

fridge. “I need to make a supply run to the city tomorrow. Stock

jumped. “The

sale on

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Near Adrian’s

me like lightning. Before I could stop

I come

mouth. Margaret’s spoon stopped mid–stir. Even Robert

“What?” Caleb asked carefully.

the city. Can I come?” My heart was racing now. “I just… I need to get out. See something different. I’m going crazy

voice carried a warning. “You know that’s not a good

“Why not?”

the beer down, his expression serious. “Someone might

I’ll wear a hat. Keep

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