I spent the next two days with Alice. We f****d, played video games, f****d some more, ate, and f****d even more. Those moments felt timeless, like we were our old selves again. She shone so brilliantly that the weather outside seemed inconsequential. Despite the dull and dreary weather, next to her, it felt like the sun was always out.
As I walked back from the bathroom, I saw Alice, bruises and scratches adorning her neck and breasts. I had made quite the mess of her, but even so she still looked stunning. However, her eyes were dark and filled with concern.
“What’s wrong, princess?” I asked softly.
“Um… I got a message from Adam…” My anger flared up instantly, but I pushed it down.
“Okay?” I replied, my tone sharper than I intended.
Alice offered me her phone. I frowned and took it
