Stained Silk

{Harper’s POV}

For a moment, I forgot how to move.

Not in a dramatic, poetic way. Or like the world stopped spinning. Just… physically.

Because when I looked up, it was Sierra. Standing right in front of me.

Coffee dripping down the front of her dress like it was natural for it to come from the dress. It was that bad.

Her eyes dropped slowly, taking in the damage, then she lifted her head.

“…Are y