Third Person's POVSeraphina was curled up inside a private stall in the ladies' lounge.She'd slipped out because the tension back at the table felt suffocating-like something ready to snap at any second. She knew exactly how Marcus's eyes, burning with jealousy and on the verge of losing control, followed her every move. As long as she stayed there, he wouldn't look away.She left, hoping that once his trigger was gone, he'd collect himself.God, I just hope Sebastian doesn't end up catching that fury instead.After a while, when it felt like enough time had passed, she stepped out and moved over to the sinks. Carefully, she peeked down the corridor outside.Right then, she spotted Marcus and Liam coming from the direction of the private room, a group of their people trailing behind.She froze, heart jumping, and ducked back inside.Their voices echoed along the hallway, overlapping and chaotic.Then a phone went off-Liam's sharp voice cut through the low murmur, tense and urgent. A
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