The Smell of Smoke
Language: en
Riding on the coattails of being her childhood best friend, I clung to Chloe Thorne’s world for twenty years. Everyone knew I was the annoying, persistent shadow she couldn't shake off. But on the exact day she bought her brand-new car, I suddenly dropped the attitude entirely and acted like a perfectly obedient ghost. Even Chloe found the sudden shift unsettling. She drove through a torrential downpour late that night just to rush back to our shared apartment. For the first time in her life, she actually softened her tone and offered an explanation. "I didn't let you get in the car…