CHAPTER 401

Serena let out a slow breath, her expression carefully crafted into one of reluctant concern. She glanced between Declan and Pres, as if searching for the right words, then settled her gaze on Declan, her voice soft but insistent.

"I am only trying to help, I watched her just now—closely—from an outsider’s perspective. She’s still struggling, Declan. It’s obvious. I don’t know if it’s the accident