Sera's POV
Olivia picked up a small piece of fruit, swirling her water glass around as she looked across the table at me.
"So... Seraphina," she said, sounding out each syllable of my name slowly, letting it roll off her tongue. "That's a really pretty name. Where is it from?"
"I don't know," I said, staring down at my hands. "My mother died during childbirth, and my father never really mentioned it."
"Oh," she murmured, a gentle flicker of regret in her dark eyes. "I'm sorry."
She took a small bite of her food and kept the conversation moving, her voice warm and easy as she began talking about herself. She told me how she and Eric had grown up only an hour away from where we were now. She explained how Eric and Gideon had practically grown up together, making Gideon feel like a big
