The Prey

Ivan: See you in a few hours. 'grinning emoji.'

Grinning I quickly typed.

Seraphina: Waiting. 'blushing'. 

After finishing my assignments, I cleared the table and reached for my clothes. My gaze landed on the sweater I had been looking forward to wearing—a chunky, knitted beige cardigan with delicate red bows scattered across the front. The V-neckline was simple, fastened down the centre with matching red buttons. It was a gift from my father, and after two years, slipping it on felt like wrapping myself in a memory. A quiet, bittersweet kind of nostalgia settled over me.

I paired it with my favourite boot-cut jeans, layering a red turtleneck...