The Smell of Smoke

Summary

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.