Seraphina's POV
I stood there in front of Yura, the silence between us stretching so long that it almost felt like time itself had slowed down just to trap us in that moment. Neither of us moved, neither of us spoke, and yet there was so much tension in the air that it felt suffocating. My chest rose and fell slowly as I tried to keep myself calm, but the longer she stared at me with that cold, guarded look in her eyes, the more I realized that this wasn't going to be easy.
It wasn't just anger I was seeing in her expression. There was something else there too, something deeper, something she was trying very hard to hide.
I let out a sigh, breaking the silence because I knew if I didn't, we would just keep standing there, going nowhere. My voice came out softer than I expected, but there was still a firmness to it that I couldn't hide. "Is Yuna really dead?" I asked, my eyes locked on hers, searching for anything that would give me an answer beyond her words.
