Chapter 60
SERAPHINA’S POINT OF VIEW.
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The private jet hummed softly beneath my red bottom heels, a constant reminder of why I was heading this way. I sat cross-legged on the leather seat,
looked out the tinted window, and stared at my reflection as the clouds moved past.
I looked just as I was trained to be: perfectly composed and untouchable.
The crest of the uniform, neatly folded in my open luggage, stared me in the face acting like some weight as I fought the urge to shred the damn thing to
pieces.
Ravenscroft High.
The den of snakes and vipers I was about to enter, slightly willingly. I had a duty to fulfill, and my father already decided it was time.
I smoothed my palms over my silk skirt as I relaxed in my seat. My pulse spiked betraying my calm facade. I wasn’t supposed to be nervous; I never got
nervous.
My father trained me and my brother to always be calm and confident, even when the odds are turned against us. But for some reason, I was nervous today.
The idea of acting, like I wanted that pompous fucker, Lucien Ravenscroft, filled my mouth with a bitter taste. The thought of smiling at him, with him just so I could keep up appearances, and not disappoint my father, sent a chill down my spine.
I never disappointed my father; I would not start now.
My phone buzzed on the bedside table, distracting me from my thoughts, as I picked up the device.
FATHER
His name flashed boldly on my screen, lighting the screen and spiking my nerves the more.
Sliding the icon to green, I picked up the call and placed it on speaker.
“Seraphina.” His hard voice echoed through the speakers, making me sit up subconsciously as I gripped the leather seat with tight fingers.
‘Yes, father,’ I answered, fighting the sudden urge to clear my throat. Father hate it when we clear our throats around him, because that one act showed you were nervous…..and if Father knew O was nervous, I wouldn’t hear the end of it.
Any developments?” He asked, but I knew better.
He already knew.
Heck, a camera could be on and active as we spoke with him, watching me through the cameras, but I smiled slightly and answered.
‘We are in the air, Father. Monroe says we should land in about two hours.”
“Good.” He said, and then, there was a pause. Suddenly, there was nothing but since on the other end, making me fight the urge to shift in my seat. He would know, he always knew.
I fought my nervousness as I sat still, waiting for him to speak.
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“You’re good, Sera…you ve always been good.” He mused, and I knew I was right.
He was watching me right now,
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‘I learnt from the best, father, I responded, and I could imagine him smiling slightly, his gray eyes cold as winter as he leaned back in his seat with the phone on the table.
“Make me proud, Seraphina. No mistakes. I expect nothing short of excellence from you. He commanded, and I smirked, knowing he could see it.
‘I won’t fail you.”
‘I trust you.” He said, and heaved a sigh. “If I could step into that school myself, would, but it’s not time yet. Keep your head up, and watch her. Make sure
she’s safe.”
He said, and internally, I pursed my lips. He’d never told me who this ‘her’ was, but he always spoke about her. All my life, I’d been told about her and how we need to ensure she returns to her rightful place.
“I will,” I promised, my hand tight around the phone.
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