Was it right for her to feel some type of resentment towards the other? Rachel didn’t know Max, didn’t know the circumstances or what have you. She ignored the slight chance that it might be coming from a place of fear of being replaced.

“Hey Caulfield, have a minute to rap about something?”

      it was past midnight; probably closer to around 1 am. the lights were dimmed to a soft glow of the fairy lights. gentle music playing through the warm air, turned down just enough so that they could hear, without david or joyce complaining. she was hardly awake, but the same thought kept repeating through her mind like a broken record. does she feel the same way? she felt sleep pulling her eyelids shut, but she couldn’t relax her mind until she articulated the thought. “ hey, uh, max? ” chloe mumbled, slowly turning to face the girl at her side. “ do you love me? ”

WE ARE ALL MOURNING

how’s my chloe?@deertop

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