From Invisible Wife to Unattainable Woman

summoned to Ethan' s

rk. Tiffan

an leather sofa, scrolling through h

amic window, looking out

, her voice syrupy sweet, a tone she

ll on my k

' s massive mah

tches. The pressed

art s

nal. "Little Ava' s been quite the secret admirer. So man

ld, indifferent, swept ove

' d done of him, a hope

scaped him. "Pathetic

the worn wood. "And this cheap t

Tiffany cooed, "Just li

, a glint in his ey

k he had when crush

cret heart-and walked towards the industrial-grade,

spered, a c

' t loo

ches, the photos, the press

d, a monstrous soun

the empty wooden

ntering was the loudest

, confetti-like pieces of my life

it. The

fina

was in my hand. It f