Karl Before I know it, several days have passed since my brother suggested an election. The outcome of this election will determine who will be the Alpha. It’s not what I expected, but in a strange way, it’s invigorating. The past few days have been filled with early preparations: setting da
I shake my head, incredulous. “You don’t understand, Ethan. Gianna can’t be trusted. She has a history of manipulation and deceit. I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that you’re dating her, let alone hiring her to handle your campaign.” Ethan’s expression tightens, and he shoots ba
Abby It’s been two days since I submitted my statement about the footage to the police, and nothing has happened. The health department is taking their sweet time testing my food samples, and there’s nothing more that I can do other than wait. Sleep has become a rare luxury, and my appetite
I feel a bit more relaxed now after that stranger’s kind words; even though I don’t even know his name, he managed to uplift me. And that means a lot. Suddenly, my phone buzzes in my pocket. I slip it out and quirk an eyebrow when I see it’s a call from Karl. I haven’t heard from him since he le
Abby The next few days feel like a blur. I can barely sleep, I can barely eat, and my mind is consumed with thoughts of nothing but my poor restaurant. My phone is ringing off the hook with a combination of calls from worried friends and nosey journalists; I choose to ignore the latter. And all
Abby The next day passes by in a blur. I can’t bear to tell my friends about the call from the health department; not yet, at least. Not until I know for certain. My body feels heavy as I roll out of bed and make my way to the kitchen to make some coffee. It’s already eleven in the morning,
“There’s nothing to fess up to,” I hiss through my teeth, standing. “This is all bullshit!” Without thinking, I grab a nearby pillow and hurl it across the room in a fit of rage. The force of the impact knocks a fragile vase off a side table. It shatters into a thousand pieces on the floor.
Abby I approach the door cautiously, my heart pounding in my chest. The events of the past few days have left me on edge, and every unexpected sound or visitor sends a jolt of anxiety through me. I peer through the peephole, and my eyes widen in surprise when I see Officer Martinez standing on t