The Dare That Ended Us
A glaring exclamation mark appeared.
Clara had already blocked me on WhatsApp.
When I returned home, the apartment lay in complete darkness.
I did not turn on the lights. I walked straight in and sat down on the cold floor.
If I cried in the dark, no one would see, right?
I opened several bottles of alcohol and drank recklessly, trying to drown myself, hoping the numbness of liquor would dull the pain.
Clara hated the smell of alcohol on anyone. In front of her, I never smoked or drank.