Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view
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During the next few days, I was focused on training my pheromone control.
The stupid gauge wouldn't budge from that number 5 and I was getting frustrated. Actually, it went up to 8 a few times, but that was negligible, and I was unable to make it happen again willingly.
At the same time, involuntarily, I was getting a better grasp at accessing my memories. It took much less time and focus to see the areas I wanted, and I did my best to stay away from anything that is beyond high school.
I know, I know… I am a coward for not looking into my college days without Duke, but I still remember the loneliness that ripped my soul apart when I saw myself playing piano, and I don't want to feel that again.
Right now, Duke is my beacon, he is the source of my drive to keep on going, and I draw strength from memories where he looks at me like I am the only person in the world.
