Chapter 9
Alice
Three days.
That's how long Nicolas had been sitting on that same couch, surrounded by empty bourbon bottles like some twisted shrine to his own destruction.
I floated in the corner of his living room, watching the man who'd killed me waste away before my eyes. The curtains were drawn tight...
Chapters
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
Zoom out
Zoom in
