Seraphina's Point Of View
I slammed my hands over my face again, letting out the longest, most desperate groan of my entire life. "Mom! Oh my god, please stop talking!"
My mother laughed, a rich, melodic sound that bounced off the living room walls, and patted my knee affectionately. "All right, all right, it's okay, baby. You don't have to tell me the gritty details."
I peeked out from behind my fingers, blinking down at her suspiciously. "You promise?"
