Audrey’s POV Seraphine just smiled and patted my shoulder, her touch felt like ice against my skin. “I'm sure you understand," she whispered before turning on her heel. She walked down the corridor, her maids giggling behind her as they followed her lead.I stood there alone, nothing but anger burning in my chest. My back hit the stone wall, and I slumped against it, taking a long, shaky breath. When tears stung the corners of my eyes, I sucked in my bottom lip into my mouth and chewed. I missed my old, simple life at Bertha’s place. I missed sitting around the dressing table, laughing and talking with the girls without a single worry in the world. Now my life had become a complicated maze.I looked down at the key resting in my palm and my mind flashed to Leslie’s pale face in that cave, and the way her hand had gone limp in mine.I squeezed my eyes shut, swallowed the lump in my throat, and pushed my fears deep down. Snap out of it, Audrey. I I couldn't afford a breakdown ri
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