Chapter 42 THE COST OF WANTING

Seraphina's POV

Tick tock, little painter.

I read it again. And again.

Then something in me just — shifted.

Not broke. Not snapped.

Just tilted sideways in a way I couldn't correct, like a picture frame knocked off level and left there.

I laughed.

It came out wrong. Too high. Too thin. The ...

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