~Lucy~ “Yes, Tiff, yeah! Bounce on it, you hard rider! Don’t you fucking stop…” I jolt awake, gasping for air. That damn dream. Again! The day Jim cheated on me didn’t just break my heart, it burned itself into my brain. His voice and her loud moans. Their bodies tangled on my couch, in my house. I was supposed to be out of town, delivering a painting to a client who had personally requested my presence, but what I didn't know was that Jim had orchestrated the whole thing as a deceitful plan to bring Tiff to my house, and if it weren't for my best friend who had seen him walk into my apartment with that girl, I wouldn't have known; I was supposed to travel fifty miles to deliver that painting. “Fuck it!” Now, almost every night, my mind plays that day on repeat like some twisted porno I never asked to watch. I can’t escape it. * I stare at the half-finished painting in front of me, my mind a complete blank. My gaze drifts between the brush, the paints, and the canvas, where
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