Sobering Truths

Stella

Reaching my room, Vance opens the door for me, his movements gentle and caring despite the uncomfortable encounter we just had. I stumble inside, the familiarity of my old bedroom bringing an unexpected sense of relief. He helps me to the edge of the bed, and I sit there, swaying slightly, still processing his words from earlier.

“You need to get ready for bed,” Vance says softly, his voic