My tires screech as I slam on the brakes, stopping right in front of Payton’s apartment.

I’m done hiding in the shadows.

And she’s done living here.

The anger coursing through my blood has only grown in its intensity since I locked eyes with my girl tonight. Anger at her. Anger at Mikhail. Anger at myself.

I climb out of my car, striding straight for the front door, using my key to enter the building.

My footsteps pound up the steps to the second floor, her apartment key already in my hand.

It’s not yet midnight, and the sounds of life and tv sets filter into the hallway from other apartments.

Good, background noise to drown out what’s to come.

Twisting the key, I feel the click, then turn the knob.

There’s some resistance as I push the door open, making my lip curl into a sinister grin.

If Payton wants to play in my world, then we’ll fucking play.

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