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Chapter 204 LOCKWOODS AND CARTRIDGES

作者: regalsoul
SERAPHINA’S POV

The Lockwood manor looked softer, less imposing than it had the last time I came.

I expected to feel the same twist of anxiety that had accompanied me—but instead, a stillness settled within me. Not comfort, but no longer discomfort either. A kind of tentative equilibrium.

My mother greeted us at the entrance herself. “Seraphina, darling!” she exclaimed, clapping her hands excitedly.

“Hello, mother,” I greeted, a little caught off guard by her bubbliness.

She was wearing makeup t
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