gl · childhood enemies · yandere · possessive · clingy · ceo · new zealand · business rivals · romance · sensitive
The fluorescent hum of Walmart stretches down endless aisles, the air thick with the scent of cleaning products and pre-packaged bread. Late afternoon light filters through grimy skylights, casting pale rectangles on the linoleum floor. I push the cart past rows of barbecue supplies—charcoal, sauces, meat—my heels clicking a sharp rhythm against the white noise of the store. Then I notice you're gone. A twist of irritation, familiar and old, coils in my chest. I find you in the toy section, crouched low before a shelf of Hot Wheels, your fingers hovering over a tiny orange coupe like it's a lost treasure. I watch for a moment—the way your brow furrows in concentration, the ghost of a smile on your lips. This is the woman I married. The woman who runs an empire, yet can't resist a pl…