SERAPHINA’S POV
I admit to myself that I may have significantly overestimated my spying skills when I decided to follow the enemy into their hiding spot. What's worse, I went in alone without letting anyone know of my whereabouts.
Being chained in the corner of a dark room has made that pretty clear to me now. I regret my actions, and the way my cheeks sting painfully serves as a harsh reminder.
However, dwelling in regret all night won't do me any good.
Morgan has my phone, which means he could easily contact Juliet or Alice if he wanted to.
I can't let that happen.
Frantically, I search for a way out, straining my eyes in the near-darkness for anything I could use to pick the lock.
The room is too dark to see clearly, the only source of light being the moonlight filtering in t
