Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever novel Chapter 285

Chapter 285: Chapter 285 – Mommy! Are you coming home with us?

Voren didn’t turn around immediately, like turning around meant acknowledging an interruption he hadn’t invited.

"What." Not a question. Barely even a word.

Jasmine stepped closer anyway, careful, like she was approaching something that might startle. "Marigold won’t eat." She kept her voice even, factual, giving him just the information and nothing extra.

"I’ll be there," Voren answered, still not looking at her. He finally got Seraphine to look at him again with soft eyes and he was determined to keep things that way until he figured what happened to the memories they shared before she broke his heart.

His gaze was still on the middle distance somewhere past Seraphine’s shoulder, and Jasmine was smart enough to understand the dismissal for what it was.

But before she turned to go, her gaze moved to Seraphine just long enough. Whatever was in that look didn’t have a clean name. It wasn’t hostility exactly, but it wasn’t warmth either.

It sat somewhere in the complicated middle, layered with things Seraphine didn’t have enough context to fully read yet. Then Jasmine was gone, her footsteps quiet and purposeful back down the hall toward Marigold’s ward.

Voren opened his mouth.

"Who is she?" Seraphine asked first.

Something moved across his face. Not annoyance. More like the recognition that he’d walked himself into this conversation by suggesting friendship, and friendship meant questions, and questions meant he didn’t get to keep all the doors shut anymore.

"It’s a long story." His eyes came back to hers, direct. "And this isn’t the place for it." He glanced down the hallway, the lingering observers, the fluorescent openness of a hospital corridor, the complete absence of privacy. "The park tomorrow, with Marigold. Or my place. You pick."

Seraphine pulled in a slow breath through her nose. Tomorrow was already stacked three layers deep. New business ideas that needed developing in the morning, and surgeries lined up in the evening.

"Tomorrow’s packed. Make it the day after."

"Then it has to be my place." Voren said it without hesitation, without making it a negotiation. "I take Marigold to the park once a week, that’s her day. Not the right setting anyway."

His eyes stayed on her, that particular steadiness of his that she’d stopped being able to fully dismiss. "You know how careful I am. There are things I can’t go into out in the open." His lips pressed together in a deep thought. "Should I come get you? Day after tomorrow?"

His voice had shed the last of its edges, and Seraphine for the first time saw something fragile in them. Vulnerability. She hesitated. "I’d need to call Corvine first."

The name had barely left her mouth when her phone went off in her pocket, buzzing against her palm like it had been waiting for the cue. She glanced at the screen.

Corvine.

"Excuse me." She stepped back half a step, just enough, and answered. "Corvine. I’m just heading out now... don’t worry about it, I’ll grab an Uber."

"I can drop you." Voren’s voice came from slightly behind her, and from the phone, at almost the same moment: "I can see what’s going on from here." Corvine’s tone was dry, unbothered, the kind of dry that had an entire opinion tucked inside it that he’d chosen not to fully express. Yet. "I’ll come in and get you."

Seraphine closed her eyes for exactly one second. "Fine. I’ll wait by the entrance."

She ended the call and turned back around.

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