Catfishing teaser

Chapter 1
Grace

I came into the apartment with my feet hurting and my head pounding. The club music rang through my ears for eight hours had gotten to me. Shay sat on the sofa with her feet propped up on the coffee table. She still had toe separators on each foot, coupled with the bright purple bonnet and the yoga pants. It was obvious she had spent the Friday night in.

​“I thought you said you guys were going out tonight,” I said as I came to join her. 

“Men are trifling,” she said, without looking up from her phone. She was scrolling through a dating app. “I don’t even know why I bother anymore.”


I tugged my hair down from the ponytail I had it in. It helped ease the tension in my head. I rubbed my fingers through the light waves, trying to smooth the tangles out. I combed my fingers through my hair, humming an agreement. “So you’re scrolling through men?” I asked her.

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