A necklace she forced around my throat
"Because I want to" didn't seem like reason enough to destroy my life, but did that matter?
The clasp was sealed
when she flew through the air
and her head smashed on the concrete in the street.
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Entropy
Short StoryA story about love, despair, and chaos, told in fragments. Her screams echoed inside the glass coffin. I heard them. She scratched her fingernails bloody on the hard case that kept her inside. I felt the blood trickle down my own hands. She pounded...
