Elysium: Desired by the Cold-hearted Princess [GL]
Chapter 142 142: I said yes

Seraphina's POV

As soon as Electra finished her dinner, I offered a quick apology to Yuna. "I need to borrow your friend for a while," I said, keeping my tone light and polite. "Hope you don't mind."

Before Yuna could respond—or worse, Electra could protest—I grabbed Electra's wrist and started dragging her out of the dining hall.

"Hey!" Electra hissed, jerking slightly against my hold. "What the hell are you doing? And where are you taking me?"

Ignoring her protests, I kept walking, making sure my grip was firm so that she wouldn't pull away easily. I could feel the curious eyes of a few students following us, no doubt wondering why I was manhandling the supposedly disgraced new girl.

Once we were clear of the dining hall and out in the quieter corridor, I released her wrist. Electra immediately rubbed at the spot as if I'd burned her, scowling at me with the kind of annoyance I'd grown used to seeing in her eyes.

"What the hell, Seraphina?" she snapped, crossing her arms. "Couldn't you wait until Yuna and I were both ready to leave? You know she hates being in the dining hall alone."

Guilt stabbed at me immediately. She was right—Yuna had mentioned several times how uncomfortable she felt in the dining hall without someone she trusted nearby. I'd been so focused on dragging Electra out to talk that I'd completely forgotten.

"I… I'm sorry," I said, lowering my voice. "It skipped my mind. I'm sure you'll make it up to her later. I just thought we needed to talk. Right away. We have to figure things out before we get stuck in this reality forever."

Electra rolled her eyes, her irritation clear. "Couldn't that have waited until after dinner? Or at least until Yuna finished her dessert?"

I sighed, running a hand through my hair in frustration. "Look, I get it. Timing wasn't great, but we don't have the luxury of waiting anymore. We already concluded that something was weird about this entire situation, and I don't want to waste another minute doing nothing instead of figuring out a solution."

She raised an eyebrow, skepticism etched into every line of her face. "What's going on with you, kid? What's got you so worked up?"

I hesitated, glancing around the corridor to ensure we were alone. The last thing I needed was some nosy girl overhearing our conversation. Satisfied that the coast was clear, I stepped closer to Electra, lowering my voice further.

"Don't get mad, but I have reasons to believe that I'm responsible for this reality we're stuck in," I admitted, keeping my voice low. "And I might also be the only one who can get us out of it."

Electra's brows furrowed in confusion, and her lips parted slightly as she tilted her head. "What are you even talking about?" she asked, her tone a mix of confusion and disbelief.

Before I could explain, she held up a hand to stop me. "No," she said firmly. "Not here. We're too exposed. Either we talk in the garden or your room."

"My room isn't an option," I responded hesitantly. "Irina, Penelope, Deena, and Roxana are in there. As for the garden… wouldn't it be packed with other students right now?"

Electra shrugged nonchalantly, folding her arms across her chest. "Then send everyone inside," she said, as if it were the simplest solution in the world.

I hesitated, glancing toward the direction of the garden. The thought of commanding people to leave made my stomach churn. I still wasn't exactly good at asserting myself to multiple people at a time, even in this bizarre reality where people treated me like royalty. "I don't know if I can just—"

Electra rolled her eyes dramatically, cutting me off. "Gods, Seraphina," she said with an exasperated tone. "You really are nothing like me. You're still trying to figure out how to pull off what I could do without blinking."

Her eyes narrowed, and a hint of bitterness seeped into her voice. "And let me just tell you this now that I have the chance. I'm still annoyed you even tried to be like me by going as far as cutting your beautiful hair to 'look different.' That was very stupid of you, if you ask me, and you're still nothing like me."

I folded my arms across my chest defensively. "Saying I'm nothing like you is probably the nicest thing you've ever said to me," I shot back, trying to mask my discomfort with sarcasm.

Electra raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. "Glad to know I'm improving on my compliments," she said dryly. "Now, are we going to stand here all night, or are you going to grow a backbone and clear out the garden so we can talk about our problem?"

I straightened up, taking a deep breath. "Fine," I said. "Let's go."

After we cleared out the garden, I took a deep breath, settling myself on a nearby bench. Electra sat beside me, her arms crossed and her expression curious.

"Alright, Seraphina," Electra started, folding her arms across her chest and tilting her head slightly. "What was that whole 'you're responsible for this reality' nonsense you were talking about earlier? Start explaining."

I hesitated, and my heart pounded in my chest, not because I was scared of Electra, but because I knew how she'd react once I told her the truth. She had every right to be angry, and yet, I was dreading it more than anything else.

When I didn't answer right away, her brows furrowed, and she leaned closer, her tone more impatient. "What's taking so long, Seraphina? You seemed so eager to explain earlier, so what's stopping you now?"

I hesitated, staring at my hands as I tried to gather my thoughts. "Because I know you're going to be mad," I finally said, my voice barely audible.

Electra scoffed, rolling her eyes. "What else is new? Just spit it out."

Taking a deep breath, I lifted my head to meet her gaze. "I didn't tell you this earlier because I didn't get the chance, but…" My voice wavered for a moment before I forced myself to continue. "I'm the one who said yes to the switch, Electra. I said yes, and somehow, that caused us to switch lives."

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