Chapter 151

• Chapter 151: The Weight of Silence
• SERENA'S POV
• I lie on my bed, tucked beneath a mountain of blankets that feel both protective and suffocating, the evening light seeping weakly through the half-drawn curtains, casting long, melancholy shadows across my room. The space smells faintly of cinnamon—Cassidy's favorite perfume—and warm cotton from freshly laundered sheets, but the familiar scent brings me no comfort today. Not when my heart feels like it's being torn to shreds with every breath I take.