Seraphina’s POV
I never imagined I'd be in this situation, but here I was, facing my worst fear. Alfred’s ex-girlfriend, Madeline, was back, trying to win him over again. My heart was being squeezed every time I thought about them together.
We continued our discussion over dinner. I didn't know if it could still be called that, considering it was well past midnight. As we ate, my mind was racing. I could barely taste the food. I needed to know where his heart truly lay. I took a deep breath and tried to sound casual, even though my heart was pounding.
“If you’d like to get back together with Madeline, I would beg Garfield to allow her to continue pursuing her career,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. But it felt like I was betraying myself by even suggesting it.
Alfred's face darkened. He put down his fork and leaned back in his chair, staring at me with a mix of frustration and hurt. "Why would you even say that, Seraphina? Do you think I’m that fickle?"