Chaotic Obsession
It was a natural, easy connection that made her stomach churn with a jealousy so potent it tasted like poison on her tongue.
Alli stayed at The Hollow long after closing, nursing a warm beer, refusing to let herself go home and sit in
The silence in her head was a thick, su#ocating blanket. Alli scrubbed at the same spot on the bar, the cheap wood grain starting to blur under therelentless pressure. Her arm burned, muscles screaming for a break, but she couldn't stop.
Couldn't let herself stop. She counted the
money in the drawer, again and again, the bills snapping like tiny gunshots in the otherwise empty space. Anything to keep her mind from replaying the scene, a loop of Layla's hands po
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