章 86: The Voice

Seraphina's Pov

I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection as the water dripped from my face, and my hands gripped the edge of the sink so tightly that my knuckles turned white.

I had hoped that washing my face would somehow wash away the frustration building inside me, but it only seemed to amplify it. 

I pushed the damp strands of hair away from my face, letting out a sigh that felt heavier than it should. My father was dead, and I still couldn't bring myself to cry. Not even a single tear had escaped my eyes since I heard the news. Instead, I felt hollow, and beneath that hollowness, my anger grew, waiting to consume me whole.