บท 68: Uria's Jealousy

Third-person Pov 

 Uria's fingers tightened around her phone, her knuckles white with anger as she continued pacing her room. The pictures Keira had sent her only made her fury grow stronger, especially because in one of the pictures, Electra had her hand gently placed on Seraphina's head, and her lips curled into a smile so soft that Uria could barely recognize it. 

 That smile wasn't for her. It had never been for her, no matter how much she had tried to win Electra's attention.

 Uria had always prided herself on being calm and composed, but tonight her emotions were like wildfire, consuming every ounce of rationality she had left. 

The image of Electra's hand on Seraphina's head, coupled with that tender look in her eyes, played over and over in her mind and it was starting to taunt her terribly.