Status: Warning: Some sexual content.
Suicide Season
Shae.
"We've met before, haven't we?" Oliver asked.
"I think we more than met. November 13th. Essex. Last year."
He nodded. "When do you come in?"
"You slept with me that night." I paused. "I had black hair then," I told him, pulling out the picture we'd taken together.
"Now I remember. Shae."
"Oliver." I grabbed his hand and lead him to the next room. "Oliver, meet your daughter."
"I think we more than met. November 13th. Essex. Last year."
He nodded. "When do you come in?"
"You slept with me that night." I paused. "I had black hair then," I told him, pulling out the picture we'd taken together.
"Now I remember. Shae."
"Oliver." I grabbed his hand and lead him to the next room. "Oliver, meet your daughter."
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