Brittany was in

t coffee down my arm while I was packi

my arm back. Rednes

dripping with false concern. "You sh

er over the burn, a small, cr

tired. Brittany rushed to him

a mess, darling. She even trie

get your stuff and leave, Sarah

jazz vinyls Ethan and I had collected over t

oliday. We' d spent weekends hunting

carrying them

g with those?" I a

ngs? Ethan and I are redecorating. Modern art, muc

x. "These are ours, Eth

Blue," the first rec

date, sprawled on his living

with his finger, "This music,

it me, sharp

ged, holding the recor

then at Brittany, who w

ipulate you, darling,

ed. He snatched the

st junk,

ately, slowly, snapp

d in the sudden

shattered

. He threw the sharp

caught my cheek,

trickle of blood

than roared at the movers. "

smirked,

ed to oversee the "r

blank but with a hint of pity in t

took my arm. "Come

f the penthouse, out o

face, a burn on my arm, my heart in pieces, my

d me, indifferent to t

eft. No home, n

the man I loved,