CHAPTER 78: RSVP

SERAPHINA’S POV

The next morning, I'm jolted from my deep slumber by the sound of laughter – particularly the kind you'd hear after every punchline in an old nineties sitcom.

I ignore it, thinking it's just an extension of my dream until it resounds again, originating from the outside world, and my body descends.

I groan with annoyance, hating the fact that I'm being woken up so early in the morning and swiftly turning to get whoever it is to shut the fuck up.

Then, out of nowhere, a migraine hits me like a bomb.

I can feel every blood vessel pumping blood to my brain, each pulse fast and hard, causing excruciating pain in the process.

Settling back down on my pillow, I keep my eyes shut, waiting for the discomfort to subside. Once it does, I tentatively open my eyes, only to be immediately blinded by the morning light flooding the room.

Ah, it's definitely morning.

Obnoxious laughter echoes once again. Slowly turning to the side, my vision begins to normalize. I find myself stari