#mylene003

When the door opens, she is standing in the doorway, without so much as a notice (a typical Mira trait), a duffel bag full of books and a few pairs of clothes in one hand and a small potted snake plant in the other. “ I-I didn’t know where else to go, ” is all Mirana can manage to get out, followed by some semblance of a laugh that sounds more like a sob. “ I don’t ... I shouldn’t have...I knew I didn’t belong, but I-I was happy for once in my goddamned life and I wanted to pretend I wasn’t a monster and I -- I fucked everything up, Myles. ”