Serafine's POVThe memories crashed into me so suddenly that I covered my face with both hands. "Oh, no, no, no…"Bran's laughter echoed through the room.I remembered almost everything. The memories came in fragments. Broken pieces of last night stitching themselves together one embarrassing moment after another.After Aric left the game, things became worse.I remembered that much. The living room had been warm and noisy. Lupin was laughing. Bane was trying and failing to be responsible.I was sitting on Bran's couch with a half-empty glass of wine in my hand.And Bran… he was no where to be found at that time. He had excused himself for something. I couldn't remember why.At the time, I hadn't cared. Until moments later when I needed to pee. I waited patiently for Bran to come and help me to the bathroom because I was sure that I couldn't walk on my own. After a long time of waiting, I remembered crossing my legs. Then glaring at the doorway."Where is he?" I asked, annoyed. Lupi
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