Chapter 91: Keeping That Door Closed
Sedona's POV
"I have too much here now," I said. "That's the thing he doesn't understand, and that I didn't understand when I left—I was leaving because I had nothing left to hold onto there. Nothing to stay for, no one who'd notice the difference. But I came home and—" I looked at the door, as if I could see through it to the rest of the hospital, to the city beyond. "I have Mom and Dad. I have you. I have Rachel. I have people who actually see me, who knew me before I made myself small, who are giving me reasons to remember who I was." I paused. "I only stayed with Logan for so long because I was afraid that if I left, I'd have no one. That the only people who'd want me were the ones I'd already burned bridges with. That coming home wasn't an option
