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 boxers from the floor. My body was sore, and the scratches on my back burned—f*****g wench.
Alice stirred behind me, but I didn’t care, I needed to get out of that room, away from her.
I stepped into the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face. The man staring back at me in the mirror didn’t feel like m
