✤ Sera ✤
Six months had passed, and somehow the world hadn’t ended. That surprised me more than anything else. I had expected the pain to swallow me whole, to break me down in ways I would never recover from. Instead, life had continued in a quieter, more disciplined way. I let the heartbreak sharpen me rather than soften me. I buried myself in my studies. I showed up early. I stayed late. I stopped chasing distractions and started chasing grades, structure, and routine.
College became my anchor.
I moved into my own place at the start of the new term. It was small, just a one-bedroom apartment with thin walls and a view of a parking lot, but it was mine. No roommates. No shared spaces. No one was asking questions I wasn’t ready to answer. I bought cheap furniture, stacked my books along
