That morning, Clara woke up with a fresh dose of guilt. Once more she had betrayed Elizabeth, the woman she supposedly loved, for another quick release. Whatever bond she had formed with Dora over the course of the evening, they both knew this would be a one-night stand.
“At least, it was more entertaining than watching you rub one off before bed,” Ethereal said.
Clara slipped out of bed quietly, got dressed, and vanished from Dora’s life.
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