Our Secret
Completely butt naked.
The realisation is crippling, I slide down the door until my ass hits the floor, and my knees pull to my chest. “You strike again Tuesday curse,” I hiss. Tuesday is my least favourite day of the week, ever since my hamster died sixteen years ago, my Tuesdays have been shitty and turns out I’m not safe indoors either.
I can hear Caleb’s voice, yelling at someone in Italian over the phone. Probably Mia, I’ve picked up a few words over the years from Mia’s rants, and I for sure hear him say how bothersome it is, and how pissed off he is getting.
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