MARK

I woke up tangled in silk sheets, my muscles tight and my mind heavy. Alice was curled against me, her bare skin pressed to mine like she belonged there. My stomach twisted with disgust. I hated this—hated how easily she had crawled back into my life, how she knew exactly how to push me. But worst of all? I hated myself for letting it happen. For the small, dark part of me that didn’t completely hate last night…..that’s somewhat enjoyed it

I slid out of bed carefully, grabbing my ...