*Seraphina*

I stood under the curtain of water, hoping to wash away the humiliation I felt when Alfred ran out of my room.

It felt like there was a hollow pit in my stomach where shame and embarrassment curdled in an ungodly cocktail.

I’d put myself out there, allowed myself to lose control for a split second, and the only thing that recklessness rewarded me with was a painful rejection. I felt like such a fool, just as I did when ...