Sera Winters
Sometimes the people who hurt you least become the people you need most.
I didn't leave my room for hours.
Just lay there. Staring at nothing. Crying until my eyes burned and my throat was raw and I had nothing left.
Eventually I heard a soft knock.
"Sera?" Kieran's voice. Gentle. "Can I come in?"
I didn't answer but the door opened anyway. He came in carrying a mug of tea. Set it on the nightstand.
"You should drink something," he said. "You've been crying for hours. You'll get dehydrated."
I didn't move.
He sat on the edge of the bed. Not touching. Just there. "Do you want me to leave?"
"I don't know what I want."
"That's okay."
We sat in silence. The tea steaming. The afternoon ligh
