Tori
It had been two weeks since Cole had disappeared and as I pushed my cart down the produce aisle, I found myself struggling to focus on the list in my hand. The fluorescent lights above were almost too bright and the soft tune the store played in the background grated on my nerves. Still, my mind was with Cole, wherever he was. The unanswered questions. The secrets. The lies. The feeling of being left behind. It was all too much. On top of it all, I was still coping with Adam’s little visit. I sighed as I reached for a bag of apples.
“Tori?” a familiar voice called out and I froze as I watched Adam approach me. He was carrying a small basket, and his expression was a mix of warmth and surprise. I hadn’t expected to see him again and, clearly, he hadn’t expected to bump into me.
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