My Ex's Brother
My hand found the rim of a terracotta pot and held on. The clay was warm from the sun, and my knuckles went white.
I should have left. I know that now. But my feet had turned to stone on the tiles.
End of Chapter 2
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveMy hand found the rim of a terracotta pot and held on. The clay was warm from the sun, and my knuckles went white.
I should have left. I know that now. But my feet had turned to stone on the tiles.
End of Chapter 2
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