Goodbye, my mate
I shrugged it on, the weight of it pressing against my shoulders like a shroud.
The French window creaked as I pushed it open, the cold night air rushing in to bite at my skin. Outside, the lake stretched out like a sheet of black glass, its surface undisturbed by the chaos inside the house. This place - this lake house - was a gift Lucas had given to Leah. A sanctuary, she'd called it. The first place she'd brought me after pulling me from the wreckage of Sak's Sheridan Club. I'd been half-dead then, my body broken, my mind a shattered mirror. She'd pieced me back together, or at least tried to.
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