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Delayed Confrontation

Author: Liz Barnet
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-31 03:00:15

Hailey

That piece of shit skipped work today. Probably on purpose. Maybe I was jumping to conclusions, but my gut told me otherwise. And the evidence? Two coffee cups sitting just above the dishwasher, stained with remnants of black coffee. He always drank it black and bitter—just like his heart.

Unlike me, he had the habit of waking up early and maintaining a perfectly balanced routine, excelling at everything he set his mind to. Even breaking hearts. I wouldn't be surprised if he had a schedule for which whore to fuck and when.

The thought that he might consider me one of them left a bitter taste in my mouth, stronger than any coffee.

Fucking piece of shit.

Leaning against the counter, I took a sip of my probably "overly sweet" coffee—at least, that’s what he’d call it. I kept telling myself not to think about him. But, of course, I kept thinking about him. And as the saying goes—speak of the devil, and he shall appear—I heard the heavy thud of his footsteps before the devil himself
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