Stretcher 64

Chapter 9

Lila had shot a whole bunch of “weird food” videos.

She sent every single one of them straight to that so called billionaire sugar daddy.

But the guy kept stringing her along.

He only Venmo’d her five hundred grand.

Basically saying, “prove yourself first, more later.”

Lila figured–if he could casually throw down half a mil, then she hadn’t bet on the wrong horse.

So she doubled down, cramming even harder.

Mom knelt on the floor bawling, begging her to stop, but nothing could break through Lila’s madness.

You could see how far gone she was.

From starving herself, to binge–eating, to straight up eating metal–step by step, spiraling down.

What she didn’t know was that she’d already walked into a pit with no bottom.

Me? I’m a certified nutritionist.

I understand better than anyone how terrifying these compulsions become once they lock in.

But wasn’t this her choice?

Everyone has to pay for the choices they make.

Her pica got worse and worse.

Metal jammed up in her gut until she couldn’t pass anything–she landed in the ER over and over. For original chapters go to find(ɴ)ovel.net

Every time she got discharged, she just went harder.

Her views and followers skyrocketed.

Her body, though, kept crashing.

Until one day, Lila collapsed in the bathroom.

A fishing hook had torn her intestines open.

Blood soaked the cold white tile.

Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.