The Last Call

Summary

Lucas Frost and I were famous in our circle as "The Toxic Exes."

We tortured each other for ten years until we reached a truce.

But on the first day he returned from abroad, just to make his new beauty smile, he trashed my bar.

I tore into him verbally.

"Tsk, breaking your place felt good," he sneered. "Name your price. I'll pay whatever you want for damages."

What demands could a dying woman have?

After my last checkup, I knew I was out of time.

A mother and daughter in the waiting room, both recovered, looked at me with pity.