Electra's Pov
Deena's words replayed in my mind over and over as I walked through the hallway that led to Seraphina's room.
"I ran into Seraphina earlier while she was wandering the classroom area, and when I asked her why she was in class on a Sunday, she mentioned that it was because her roommates were bothering her."
That was what she had told me over the phone, and I didn't like the sound of it one bit. As much as I enjoyed teasing Seraphina, the thought of anyone else doing it, much less making her life difficult enough to make her run from her personal space, stirred an anger in me that I couldn't quite suppress.
She was mine to torment, not theirs, and the idea of someone else audaciously stepping into that territory infuriated me more than I cared to admit.
Reaching her room, I paused briefly before knocking, and when the door creaked open, I was greeted by a face I recognized instantly.