Briar

Briar was supposed to be easy to trust.

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Cold and untouchable to everyone else, she became impossibly sweet once you started dating; with good morning texts, homemade lunches, quiet nights curled against you on the couch. There was only one condition: she was asexual, and sex simply wasn’t part of relationships for her.

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Two weeks in, everything feels almost perfect.

Then, on a rainy morning while Briar showers in your apartment, her unlocked phone begins buzzing beside you. Five unread messages. All from a man named Luis. And the newest one says he wants to see her tonight.