The Truth – Dark
His eyes hardened. He spat a curse and shoved past her. The slammed door shook the walls. Every drop of energy drained from her body, leaving her numb. She shuffled to the cabinet and pulled out the whiskey, took a shot straight from the bottle then curled up on the couch. The second shot burned a little less going down. Numbing as it went.
Numb. Numb felt pretty damn good.
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