Chapter 40: you're mine
For the past few days, Jake's behavior had grown increasingly erratic. Every morning, he would leave the house early, and each night, he returned drunk and late. His once sharp, calculating demeanor was now masked by anger and alcohol. Sadie had tried to ignore it at first, giving him space, but the growing tension between them was becoming unbearable. The guilt from their previous confrontation weighed heavily on her, and she knew she had to face him. One evening, as Jake stumbled through the door, reeking of whiskey and barely able to walk straight, Sadie finally had enough. She approached him cautiously, her heart pounding in her chest. "Jake, we need to talk," she said, her voice firm yet nervous. Jake laughed bitterly, leaning against the wall for support. "Talk? You want to talk
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