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Finding Love After the Drain

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1572    |    Released on: 07/07/2025

s I knew I wouldn' t get. He walked right up to my table, his face a mask of self-righteous fury. Emily

id, his voice low and aggressive, d

k about," I said, not l

igation. All because of you. Emily gave you that pen out of the good

his voice was absolute. He truly believed I

m and cutting. "You think a pen I held for five minutes crashed a military server? Is t

"Sarah, please. We' re just worried. Mark is just upset becaus

so thick I could

ade a nearby librarian frown. "Is that why you took my boyfri

e her out of this! This is abou

ere in the middle of the library' s quiet reading area. People we

rm coffee I' d been dr

eech and a sociopath. My bad luck was trust

e, cream-colored cashmere sweater. A new purchase, no d

said softly, "is that

ark brown liquid splashed all over the front

ng back. "What

with a napkin from her purse. "Oh, Mark, your

d in their outrage against me. And I fel

ping with false innocence. "My

s brushed against something small and hard that shouldn' t have been there. It was a small, smooth gray stone, cool to the touc

and dropped the stone through the grate. It disappear

artment building. She was holding a beautiful,

reaching her eyes. She looked a little tired, with faint circles u

You really need to be more careful. But I know you' ve been under a lot of st

l the faint, cold energy coming off

said, taking it from h

e note: "A small token for your aide, who was so helpful on the phone. Thank you for your time." I knew from my brief interaction th

emanded I come over for

, my father grabbed my arm, his

m mine. "First you make a scene at the library, and now Em

h anyone," I said, try

r face twisted with anger. "Emily is worried sick about you! She tries so hard to help you, to give you nice things, and y

ly yanking my arm free. "You have

er that way!" My mother' s hand flew o

o silence. I stared at her, my cheek

for a split second, as she saw the red mark blooming on my cheek, her ma

, it was gone, replac

ed, rushing forward.

gasp escaping her lips. She clutch

ther asked, all his attentio

waying on her feet. "It'

himpering. A thin trickle of blood suddenly ran from h

g over her, their panic and concern a stark c

for me-headaches, confusion, maybe a dizzy spell that would make me fall down the stairs.

, his eyes blazing wit

ed. "You and your bad energy. You'

" I wh

. "You are a jinx, a poison in this family. Take your bad luck and go! D

She was too busy stroking Emily'

ed suffering-and I knew with chilling certainty that I had no family left. The people

e door, into the cold night. The door slammed s

g of tears welling in my eyes. But I force

n mind. After a few blocks, I shoved my

p object. I pulled it out and looked a

in, shaped like a scorpion. Its tail was ar

r. When he grabbed my arm. A final,

, washed over me. They weren' t just letting Emily

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“Emily' s smile was as bright as the new silver pen she held out to me, a pen she said would bring me good luck for finding a new job. But I knew better. Every "lucky" gift from her had cost me dearly. My last job, a stable marketing position, vanished after she gave me a "lucky" desktop plant. Then a designer handbag led to my wallet being stolen. And a set of wine glasses she gave me and Mark on our anniversary led to our worst fight ever, and then he left me, only to start dating Emily two weeks later. They became the city' s golden couple, their success built on my ruin. My parents, who adored Emily, couldn't see it. "Things just seem to go wrong around you, Sarah," my boss had said, echoing my family' s common accusation: I was truly unlucky. But I knew the truth. Emily had confessed it herself: "Because you had all the luck, Sarah. These little gifts... they' re not for you. They' re for me. They take your good fortune and transfer it to me. Your job paid for my gallery representation. Your boyfriend... well, I think I' ll keep him. You' re not unlucky, Sarah. You' re a battery. And you' re just about drained." Now, holding a pen that felt like poison, I realized I wouldn' t be a victim anymore. My old self had died with everything I' d lost, but a new, cold resolve was forming. I was a battery, yes, but now I would choose who got drained. I reached into my purse for my grandmother' s locket, the one thing Emily had never touched, my last hope. The game was about to change.”
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