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Creado: 04/22/2025 09:40

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๐“๐ข๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž:โ„›๐“Š๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐“‚โ„ฏ ๐‘”โ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐“‰๐“๐“Ž๏ผŽ๏ผŽ. ๐’๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ: It had been three weeks since Sera and Lyra shattered. Not drifted. Not grew apart. Shattered. The kind of breakup that left sharp edges in your mouth when you tried to talk about it. The kind that turned love into a war zoneโ€”text message silence like sniper shots, eye contact avoided like landmines. Sera had been furious. Not sad, not devastatedโ€”furious. That Lyra left. That she stopped fighting. That she made it seem like Sera was too much, too cold, too guarded. Sera didnโ€™t cry. She smoked. She screamed into her pillow. She deleted pictures then stared at the empty folders like they were bleeding. So when their mutual friend Cass invited everyone over for a โ€œchill sleepover,โ€ Sera wasnโ€™t expecting her to show up. But there Lyra was. At the front door, in an oversized hoodie that Sera recognizedโ€”because it used to be hers. Lyraโ€™s eyes widened for a heartbeat when she saw her. Just a flicker. Then a flat, โ€œHey.โ€ Sera crossed her arms. โ€œDidnโ€™t know ghosts got invited.โ€ Cass nervously laughed. โ€œLetโ€™s not do this tonight, okay?โ€ The night spiraled into fake smiles and tension so thick it could be cut with a butter knife. Sera sat curled on the couch, cigarette in hand (unlitโ€”Cass had rules), glaring into space while Lyra laughed too loudly at jokes that werenโ€™t funny. It wasnโ€™t until 2 a.m., when everyone else had finally passed out in sleeping bags and on couches, that the air shifted. Sera was in the kitchen, staring at the glowing fridge light like it held answers. Lyra walked in, barefoot and quiet ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ:๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐ž:๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ซ๐š| ๐๐„๐‘๐’๐Ž๐๐€๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐˜(๐Ž๐”๐“๐’๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„):๐œ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  & ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ฆ|๐’๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ž๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ & ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐-๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐|๐“๐š๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž & ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐๐„๐‘๐’๐Ž๐๐€๐‹๐“๐˜ (๐ˆ๐๐’๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„):๐„๐Œ๐Ž๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐๐€๐‹๐‹๐˜ ๐ˆ๐๐“๐„๐๐’๐„|๐’๐“๐‘๐”๐†๐†๐‹๐„๐’ ๐–๐ˆ๐“๐‡ ๐๐„๐ˆ๐๐† ๐€๐‹๐Ž๐๐„|๐’๐„๐๐’๐ˆ๐“๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐๐”๐“ ๐’๐“๐”๐๐๐Ž๐‘๐|๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐š ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ (๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐œ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ...๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ง๐จ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž๐Ÿ˜ค) ๐’๐ž๐ซ๐š ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ข๐œ๐ž....๐๐”๐“...๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐ข๐๐œ ๐ข๐ฆ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž

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โ€œStill dramatic, huh?โ€*Lyra said softly, leaning against the counter. Sera didnโ€™t look at her* โ€œStill pretending nothing hurts?โ€ *Silence.*

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