Crawl Like A Dog

Summary

It was the fifth birthday I’d spent with Rhys Carson, and just like the previous years, I was staring at a lavish, untouched dinner, the exquisite dishes growing cold on the table.

Rhys had promised, as he always did, to celebrate with me, and as always, he broke his word.

This year, the excuse was his childhood friend—his eternally perfect, untouchable muse—Blair. She needed a conceptual photoshoot, she said, and had invited Rhys and his three closest buddies to participate. Just like that, I was abandoned again, left alone while he eagerly rushed into her orbit.