Sera Winters
The most terrifying revelations aren't the ones that change who you are. They're the ones that prove you never knew yourself at all.
I went downstairs.
Not because I wanted to. Not because I'd forgiven anything. But because staying locked in my room meant Daxen would keep hearing me think in circles and I couldn't take that anymore.
So I went downstairs. To the kitchen. Where normal people did normal things like make food and pretend their lives weren't completely fucked.
The kitchen was empty when I got there. Big. Clean. Windows looking out at the forest that went on forever. I opened cabinets until I found bread. Opened the fridge and found cheese. Normal things. Human things.
I could do this. Make a sandwich. Ea
