The door slammed behind him, echoing through the small house like a gunshot. Louise jumped at the sound, her heart hammering in her chest. She had been on the couch, hands pressed to her lap, staring at the floorboards as if the house itself would swallow her whole.Aaron stumbled into the room, jacket torn, sleeve shredded, a dark smear running down his leg. His breath came in ragged gasps, a mix of pain and rage, the bottle still loosely clutched in one hand. Blood glistened on his calf, soaked into his jeans, a vivid, alarming red.“You—” he hissed, voice breaking as he spun to face her. “You did this! You made me go out there!”“I—Aaron, I didn’t—” Louise started, stepping forward cautiously, hands raised in a gesture of peace.“You did!” he shouted, voice sharp, jagged, almost unrecognizable. “Every damn word, every look—you made me leave the house. You made me—look what happened! Look!”He lifted his leg slightly, blood dripping onto the floor, leaving red footprints across the
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