Serena Vale
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I didn’t sleep.
I couldn’t.
Not after the way last night ended.
The bed felt too big and too small at the same time. Rafael was to my left, turning every hour, his arm draped over his face.
Nikolai had taken the couch.
I’d heard him moving around long after we went to bed and he hadn’t come near the bedroom.
By morning, we were all in the living room, no one really saying anything to each other. Rafael made coffee for himself and me. I curled myself into the armchair and Nikolai sat in the middle of the couch, jaw rigid, staring at his phone like anything was interesting on it.
No one mentioned the night before. No one apologized. No one admitted they couldn’t sleep.
I turned on the TV for noise since the silence was too awkward.
That was my mistake.
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