Elysium: Desired by the Cold-hearted Princess [GL]-Chapter 36: Doubt

Third-person Pov

The hallway outside the infirmary was filled with a tense silence as Yuna and Seraphina paced back and forth, their footsteps echoing off the tile floors. Yuna's eyes were red-rimmed, her face pale with concern, while Seraphina kept glancing at her, trying to find the right words of reassurance.

Both of them were waiting anxiously for any word from the doctor and for some reassurance that Yura would be okay after the horrifying ordeal they'd just endured.

Yuna's mind kept drifting back to the moment in the pool, to the instant she had thought she'd lost her sister forever. Her hands shook slightly at her sides, and she bit her lip, trying to hold back the emotions threatening to overwhelm her.

In that moment, she had felt completely helpless, her heart pounding in fear as she dragged Yura's limp body from the water, but just as the fear of losing her sister had settled over her, Seraphina had acted, performing CPR with an urgency and expertise that surprised them both.

Yuna glanced at Seraphina, who was staring at the infirmary door with a tired look on her face. She still didn't understand how Seraphina had known what to do, and judging by the way Seraphina's face looked tight with both relief and discomfort, Yuna figured that Seraphina might not fully understand it either.

As if feeling Yuna's gaze, Seraphina turned, meeting her eyes. She placed a reassuring hand on Yuna's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Yura's going to be okay, Yuna. She's strong, and she's in good hands now."

Yuna swallowed, blinking back the tears that threatened to fall. "I know you're trying to reassure me, Seraphina, but I can't believe that until I see her awake and until I hear her voice."

Her voice trembled, betraying the strength she was trying to muster. "I don't know what I'd do if... if anything happened to her."

Seraphina nodded, her own heart twisting at the pain in Yuna's voice. Yuna's fear was more than evident, and Seraphina knew words could only do so much. So she stayed silent, standing beside Yuna, and hoping that her presence would at least bring some comfort.

The minutes dragged by in silence, both girls lost in their own thoughts, but then Yuna's expression suddenly darkened, her jaw clenching in anger as something dawned on her. "I know who did this," she said, her voice low and full of rage.

Seraphina blinked, startled by Yuna's sudden change in tone. "You do?" she asked, studying Yuna's face, trying to understand where this conviction was coming from.

Yuna's eyes flashed with rage. "Yes," she said, practically spitting the word out. "I know exactly who's behind this."

She gritted her teeth, her voice shaking with both anger and a hint of self-blame. "This is Electra's doing. It has to be. That witch is the only one capable of something so cruel and downright evil."

Seraphina's eyes widened. "Electra?" she repeated, struggling to make sense of Yuna's accusation. "You really think she would go that far?"

Yuna nodded, her hands clenching into fists. "I don't just think it, Seraphina—I know it. Electra and her friends have no limits when it comes to getting revenge. I'm certain that this is her way of punishing me, of making me suffer, and instead of coming after me directly, she went after Yura. She probably knows that hurting my sister was the best way to hurt me."

Seraphina's brow furrowed as she tried to process this. It was hard to believe, hard to picture Electra going to such extreme lengths. Leaving someone in an abandoned pool to drown sounded a little too extreme, even for Electra, at least, to the best of Seraphina's knowledge. It was beyond anything Seraphina could have imagined.

"Yuna," Seraphina began gently, "I don't want to doubt you, but... are you sure this isn't just because you dislike her? Maybe you're jumping to conclusions?"

Yuna rounded on her, her eyes blazing. "Do you honestly think I'd accuse her of something like this without being sure? You haven't seen the things she's capable of, Seraphina. You don't know her like I do. Electra holds a grudge, and earlier today, I challenged her. I should have known better, but I talked back to her and humiliated her in front of the others, and this is her response to that."

Seraphina swallowed, feeling a chill creep down her spine. She wanted to deny it, to tell Yuna that she had to be wrong, that no one could be so cruel, especially not Electra, but the certainty in Yuna's eyes was unshakeable, and it made Seraphina's stomach twist uncomfortably. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

A door creaked, interrupting their tense exchange, and both girls turned to see the doctor walking out from the infirmary. Yuna's breath caught, her entire body tensing as she waited for news.

The doctor offered them a reassuring smile. "Yura's stable," she said. "She had a close call, but thanks to you two, she's safe now. She's still a bit weak and disoriented, but she should make a full recovery."

Yuna's shoulders sagged with relief, and a sob of gratitude escaped her. She clasped her hands together, as if in silent thanks, before rushing forward. "Can I see her?" she asked, her voice breaking.

The doctor nodded. "Of course. She's awake, but she's very tired. Try not to overwhelm her, all right?"

Yuna barely waited for the doctor to finish before she slipped past her, disappearing into the room. Seraphina hesitated, giving Yuna a moment alone with her sister before following quietly behind.

Inside, Yura lay on a small infirmary bed, her skin pale and her eyes heavy with exhaustion. When she saw Yuna, a weak smile tugged at her lips. "Yuna," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper.

Yuna immediately took her sister's hand, squeezing it gently. "I'm here, Yura. I'm right here," she whispered, her voice full of emotion.

Tears slid down her cheeks as she stroked her sister's hand, relief flooding her as she realized that her worst fear had been averted.

Seraphina's eyes would dart between Yuna, and a thought would flash through her mind, one that she knew Yuna would protest immediately.

She leaned closer to Yuna, keeping her voice low. "I'll be right back."

Yuna turned, eyes narrowing with concern. "Where are you going, Sera?"

Seraphina managed a small smile. "I thought I'd get us a change of clothes," she said, gesturing at Yuna's damp clothes, which clung to her uncomfortably. "You're still wet, and I'm sure you'd feel better with something fresh."

Yuna squeezed Seraphina's arm gently. "Thank you, Sera."

Seraphina nodded, swallowing down the guilt that twisted in her gut. She stepped out of the room, the door closing softly behind her, and let out a shaky breath.

She wanted to change her mind, a part of her letting her know that her decision was a bad idea, but she pressed forward, driven by the need to confront Electra and see for herself if the suspicions Yuna had were true.