Semua Bab My Hatred, My Soulmate : Bab 151 - Bab 157

SERENA'S POV It doesn't take long before Morgana releases me, and just like that, I'm back.The corridor comes into view as if someone pressed rewind on a VHS tape—back to normal, as though the last otherworldly conversation didn't just tear my reality in half. I blink rapidly, disoriented, trying to ground myself in the sudden shift. The warm amber glow of the school lights bathes everything in false serenity, the distant chatter of oblivious students echoes against lockers, and the chemical scent of freshly waxed floors fills my nostrils—it's all exactly the same as before. But I'm not. I've been irrevocably changed, marked by knowledge that weighs on me like lead.Cassidy and Luna stand a few feet away, staring at me with expressions that suggest I've just materialized from thin air. Their familiar faces now seem like anchors to a reality I'm no longer sure I fully belong to.Luna's eyes narrow with quiet concern, her intuition obviously picking up the subtle shift in my demeanor.

SERENA'S POVI lie on my bed, tucked beneath a mountain of blankets that feel both protective and suffocating, the evening light seeping weakly through the half-drawn curtains, casting long, melancholy shadows across my room. The space smells faintly of cinnamon—Cassidy's favorite perfume—and warm cotton from freshly laundered sheets, but the familiar scent brings me no comfort today. Not when my heart feels like it's being torn to shreds with every breath I take.Cassidy and Luna sit on either side of me, their presence steady as ancient pillars, their touches gentle as butterfly wings against my skin. Cassidy's fingers stroke through my tangled hair with practiced tenderness, while Luna sits with one warm hand resting reassuringly on my knee. Both of them are trying everything they know to calm the violent storm of emotions swirling inside me, a tempest I can barely contain.They keep exchanging glances over me—quick, worried looks that silently scream *we need to talk to her*. The

SERENA'S POV"I agree."The words slip out of my mouth before I even have a chance to reconsider them, before my usual defiance can rise to the surface and take control. They fall heavy into the quiet room, landing with an almost audible thud, as if I've just dropped a massive boulder onto the polished mahogany dinner table, shattering the fine china and crystal glasses in its wake.The reaction from everyone around me is immediate and unmistakable.Cassidy chokes slightly on her cranberry juice, coughing delicately into her napkin before blinking at me with wide, disbelieving eyes, as if I just confessed to a heinous murder in casual conversation. Luna's silver fork pauses mid-air, frozen in limbo between her half-empty plate and slightly parted lips, vegetables forgotten as shock registers across her features. Even Mom's expression turns completely unreadable, her normally expressive eyes narrowing slightly as she studies my face with the intense scrutiny of someone trying to confir

SERENA'S POVThe fear coursing through us is electric, alive, and uncontrollable—a living entity slithering between the three of us like a current. It slides down my spine like ice water, coiling in the pit of my stomach and anchoring my lungs with invisible weights. Luna, Cassidy, and I look at each other with matching wide-eyed terror, our faces drained of color in the warm lamplight. None of us speak. We don't need to. Our expressions say everything that words cannot—the primal, instinctive recognition that danger lurks nearby, prowling closer with each passing second.Mom closes the heavy oak door softly behind her, the gentle click of the latch somehow more ominous than a slam. Her voice maintains a practiced calm, but urgency vibrates beneath each syllable like a taut wire. "Girls, listen to me carefully," she says, her gaze moving deliberately between us. "Don't let it get to your heads. The fear—don't let it paralyze you. Everything is going to be fine. The vampire guards are