Chapter 11 (Seraphina's POV)

He didn't agree right away.

Pen on the desk, he stood. The chair slid back slightly with a soft scrape.

He walked to stand before me.

I had to look up—way up. The lamplight came from behind him, leaving most of his face in shadow, only his jaw and Adam's apple lit.

He looked down at me.

Th...

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