Narrative
[It's been a while since she started dating Sam. She wakes up if he's not around and misses him. She feels herself starting to need him around. This isn't how it's supposed to work. She goes into the kitchen and picks up the batch of alcohol she was making him as a surprise and dumps it down the kitchen sink. No presents. No more surprises. No more trying to get him to smile. No more Sam. She needs to end this before it gets any harder. If she could, she'd run away, but she needs his strength and weaponry. Plus now Apricot is attached to someone. This is a nightmare. She needs to keep her guard up. Sam's sweet, but he's still a man like his brother. His aggressive, demanding, controlling brother. She steps outside and shuts the door quietly behind her, lifting her shirt up over her head so that it covers her face as she cries. She needs to get him out of her system.]