Seraphina's POV
I woke up with a jolt, my senses immediately overwhelmed by the same eerie black-and-white space. I was back in the living room of my family's house in Aldoria, and despite how much I hated the color, I couldn't deny that I was happy to be back.
My idea had worked.
Going back to sleep had transported me to the past again, just as I'd hoped. This was my chance to finally figure out what was going on—to hear the conversation between Solara and my mother and hopefully piece together the connection between the past and the disturbing future where Electra was dead.
I turned quickly, a triumphant smile already forming as I prepared to celebrate with Electra. "Electra, I told you—"
My words faltered as I realized the space beside me was empty.
"Electra?" I said, my voice tinged with confusion as I glanced around the room. She wasn't there.