392 Seraphina's promise

Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view

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Orange-colored rays that seeped through the window told me that the sun was setting.

Duke's condition was not changing, and I was restless.

Over the last three years, I was used to instant healing and visible results, and this stillness didn't work for me. Especially not because this was my Duke.

The sight of him in that state was painful to bear. I needed to know he was OK. I needed him awake.

I wanted to know his condition and prognosis. Maria told me that things are looking good and that Duke will wake up, given enough time, but I needed more than that.

I knew that my father will probably scold me the moment we meet, but he would be the most knowledgeable about Duke's situation, and I also wanted to apologize for being reckless.

I freshened up quickly and headed for the lab.

My anxiety increased with every step I made, but I steeled my resolve.