ke she owned it. She was wearing one of Ethan's expensive button-down shirts
ped her arm over his shoulders, ki
I hadn't seen directed at me in years. It was
he guest list," Madison said, her tone bright and cheer
p in the face, wrap
the simple silver necklace I always wore. It was a small,
would look perfect with my rehearsal
ittle pout. He looked at the necklace, then at me. Th
necklace, Chl
For years, this key had symbolized a hope that I could od it out to Madison. "
hank you, Chloe! You're the best!"
fell to my wris
oo fast. She grabbed my arm, pointing to the inside of my w
M
n Mi
enth birthday, a stupid, imp
ally. "Oh my god. Is th
had been soft for Madison, was now stone-cold. He
moved years ago," he said,
got,"
t," he comman
didn't plead. I si
er tattoo removal. The technician was a kind
to hurt, hone
ow,"
ed. I expected to be alone. But as the tec
as E
stood in the corner of the roo
skin. The smell of burning flesh filled the small room. I bit down on my lip, tasting blood, but I refused to make a sound. I foc
earing wave of pain was a penance. And I took it
red, blistered, and raw. The
y brave," she
slightly. Ethan was still
poke. "Why d
wrist, at the place wher
e I used to love gave it to me. But I don't lo
he room, not looking back to s
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