Honestly? It's a story in which every possible trope/cliché imaginable is thrown into ONE big book.
Come join this group of friends on their coming-of-age journey 🎒📓
⚠️Includes: graphic sex, violence, drugs, profanity, and some Spanish dialogue
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"You miss his touch. The way his hands held you. The way his lips became one with yours. The way the lust swelled in his eyes when he looked at you. But do you miss the way those lies tasted?" - Ashes of Her Love
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Eduardo couldn't even sleep that night as his successful date with Daphne kept him wide awake. He needed someone to vent to and share the good news with. Usually, Sofia was the first person he'd turn to for things like these but that was no longer an option, so he called David instead.
"Whaaaat?" David whined groggily.
"Don't tell me you were sleeping already."
"Yea I was. Why?"
"I have news."
David kept his eyes lazily closed as he mumbled, "Okay?"
"Guess what..."
"What?"
"Guess."
David groaned. "Bro, I'm too sleepy to guess!"
"I got a girlfriend."
David's eyes shot open as he abruptly sat up. "Shit! That reminds me, I forgot to call Jackie. Fuck!"
"Who?"
"This girl I met at the mall. Dude, she's so hot! I was supposed to call her..." He quickly glanced at the time, "like 2 hours ago. Fuck!" He scratched his head. "Whatever, I'll call her tomorr—Wait, what the fuck? Girlfriend? Who?!"
Eduardo laughed at his delayed reaction. "You're so fucking slow."
"I was sleeping, remember?"
"Daphne!"
"What about her?"
"Ugh. Can you be any slower?" Eduardo dropped his face into his palm, missing the way he could talk to Sofia at whatever time, better than he could talk to David and his pea-sized brain. "She's my girl now, you idiot!"
David groaned as he fell back into his pillow. "No! Fucking Lalo, nooo!"
