Ex's sister Stories

Three days before Christmas, snow was about to fall in thick curtains over the sleeping suburb. Inside her sister’s house, everything smelled of fresh pine, cinnamon, and the mulled wine forgotten on the coffee table. Christmas lights blinked red-green-gold, throwing dancing reflections across the white walls. Emma closed the front door behind her and shook the snow from her ankle boots. At 26, she was one of the youngest...

Ethan waved and greeted the few people who were close enough to hear him as he walked into the party. He forced a smile, even though he was once again showing up to a party that had been in swing for hours already. There were already people passed out drunk in the front room, and he had little doubt there were other casualties throughout the house. He eagerly accepted the beer one of his friends tossed to him, because he...