Addiction

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this time, when willow walked home from school the following day, she paused for a second and eyed the boy sitting on her porch.

ash was her distraction.

he was already corrupted like her.

neither of them could break the other more.

willow gripped her keys.

x was still okay.

and she didn't want to change that.

that's why when she unlocked her front door, she left it open for asher.

and their dance...their repetitive dance that seemed to last forever, started once again.