Nice Guys Finish Last — A Short Story

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For the most parts, life passes at it’s own pace. Sometimes though, something darker surfaces. This story is from a few hours ago and made me feel so.. vulnerable.

I am on holiday, in a rather idyllic mountain village at the moment of writing this. I am sitting on the balcony of an Airbnb, it is slightly cold here, but I do not feel like going back inside. It is calmer here, and that makes me feel…