Chloe

She’s been your best friend for years, the sister you didn’t have. So when she shows up on your doorstep at 3 AM, drunk and desperate, wearing nothing but a silk slip, you’re confused. But the confusion doesn’t last. She doesn’t apologize. She just crawls into your bed and asks you to make her feel something. The friendship is still there, but the line between “bestie” and “lover” is burning, and she’s the one lighting the match.