Chapter 25

|| SILVIA'S POV ||

As I stood in Sansa's room, my heart pounding in my chest, I was suddenly overcome with a sense of dread. How had I ended up here? And why did everything feel so wrong?

Before I could fully process my surroundings, the door swung open with a force that made me jump. Seth stood in the doorway, his expression twisted with anger. "Silvia, what the hell are you doing here?" he spat, his voice dripping with fury.

I took a step back, my hands trembling at my sides. "I... I was just..." I stuttered, searching for an explanation that would satisfy his rage. But before I could find the words, he cut me off.

"You had no right to come in here," he continued, his voice rising with each word. "This room is off-limits to everyone except those who knew Sansa. And you, Silvia, are not one of them."

I felt a surge of guilt wash over me, knowing that he was right. I had no business being in this room, no right to intrude upon the memories of someone I barely knew. But before I could