Third-person POV
Seraphina paced back and forth in her room, her nerves threatening to consume her entirely.
'Why did I even invite her?' she thought for the hundredth time, groaning under her breath. Her impulsive decision to ask Electra to come over during dinner now felt like a boulder pressing down on her chest, and she couldn't help but replay the smirk on Electra's face when she'd casually agreed, making the whole ordeal feel like a game she'd already lost.
She threw herself on her bed, staring up at the ceiling as a thousand thoughts raced through her mind. 'What if she tries something? What if she doesn't? What if she mocks me? What if I make an idiot of myself?'
She let out a frustrated sigh, burying her face in her hands. She glanced nervously at the door, half-hoping Electra wouldn't show up, but deep down, she knew better.
