Sera's POV
I spent the night at Giselle's apartment, staring at the ceiling until dawn.
When morning came, I considered skipping school. The thought of facing anyone, of pretending everything was normal, made me want to crawl back under the covers and disappear.
But I knew staying home would only make things worse. Alone with my thoughts, I would spiral into despair. I would replay every moment with Damon, torture myself with memories of how happy we used to be.
So I dragged myself out of bed, borrowed some clothes from Giselle, and went to class.
Holly was waiting for me at the entrance. One look at my face told her everything she needed to know.
"Bad night?" she asked gently.
"The worst."
She didn't push for details. She just linked her arm through mine and walked me to class, ch
