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ELAINE POVI sit in the dark living room of the mansion, my legs curled up in front of me on the couch, and my arms folded around my knees. The silence presses down, heavier with every tick of the ornate grandfather clock in the corner. The faint flicker of a single candle illuminates the room, casting restless shadows on the walls. I can’t stop glancing at the door, hoping to hear the creak of it opening, the sound of their footsteps. Anything.Lucas had said he was taking Ash out for some fresh air and to visit the bar. It’s something he’s done before when the weight of everything became too much for her with her current pregnant state. I didn’t question it. Not at first. But now, hours later, my worry is a living, breathing thing, curling in my chest and making it hard to focus. Where are they?My phone sits untouched on the coffee table, screen dark. I’ve checked it a dozen times, scrolling through missed calls that don’t exist and messages that haven’t come. Lucas always texts me
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ELAINE POVAsh lay sprawled out lazily on the lounge chair by the pool the next morning, the sunlight casting a warm glow over her. Her yellow-shaded sunglasses framed her face, hiding her eyes but not the relaxed smile that played on her lips. The black dots on her white bikini stood out, accentuating her slim figure as she languidly stretched out, one arm resting over her head, the other delicately holding a glass of what looked like fruit juice. It better be juice, I thought. She's pregnant, and it's the only drink her body will tolerate these days.I took a moment to admire her from a distance, soaking in the peaceful scene. The pool's surface shimmered, mirroring the clear blue sky, the perfect backdrop for a morning of relaxation. Deciding to join her, I slipped into my own swimsuit—a sleek black two-piece. The fabric clung to my body as I adjusted the straps and made my way over. The cool stone beneath my feet felt refreshing, and I couldn't help but notice how the air smelled
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ELAINE’S POVLara set down two plates of scrambled eggs on the dining table, her movements precise, almost mechanical, before she walked off, casting me a warm but fleeting glare. I watched her retreating figure disappear into the hallway as the soft tap of footsteps echoed against the marble floors behind me.Lucas came into view, his presence commanding yet oddly casual. Without a word, he leaned down, his lips brushing against my cheek—close enough to the corner of my lips to send a quiet shiver down my spine. The warmth of his gesture lingered even as he pulled away and slid into the seat opposite mine.My eyes trailed over his relaxed outfit, the earthy tones of his loose brown sweatshirt with a zippered front blending effortlessly with his matching sweatpants. He was barefoot, his posture unguarded, an easy contrast to the quiet storm brewing within me. His eyes caught mine, and he smiled—a soft, crinkled smile that deepened the faint lines at the corners of his eyes.“You look
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ELAINE POVThe soft glow of the chandelier bathed the grand staircase in golden light as I descended, my heels clicking softly against the polished wood. The black dress Jacqueline had tailored for me clung perfectly to my frame, its high slit brushing against my thigh with each step. My hair was swept into an elegant updo, a few loose strands framing my face, and the necklace Lucas had bought me sparkled faintly against my collarbone.Lucas stood at the base of the stairs, his hands casually tucked into the pockets of his tailored navy suit. His sharp jawline was cleanly shaven, and the crisp white shirt beneath his jacket made his tan skin stand out even more. For someone who often downplayed his appearance, he looked effortlessly striking.His gaze found me as I reached the midpoint, his blue eyes darkening as they swept over me. He shifted slightly, pulling one hand out of his pocket to adjust the cuffs of his jacket—a nervous tell I’d picked up on over the months.When I reached t
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Diana sighed dramatically, fanning herself with a manicured hand as she plopped into a chair besides her brother Cooper. “Remember when we used to run through the orchards behind the estate? Our clothes caked in mud, and Mrs. Haddock would chase us with that dreadful broom?”Cooper laughed, the sound bubbling up like champagne fizz. “And you’d always blame it on me,” he said, nudging Diana playfully. “As if anyone believed you.”“I was very convincing!” Diana retorted, feigning indignation. “You were just a terrible liar.”Cooper chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I remember the time you convinced us all there was treasure buried near the gazebo. We spent hours digging in the dirt, only to find an old biscuit tin filled with rusted nails.”Diana grinned mischievously. “I maintain it was treasure! You just didn’t appreciate my vision. Ethan was the only one that appreciated me”I smiled faintly, the warmth of their memories washing over me like sunlight, but I couldn’t fully
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I ran up the stairs, my breath hitching as I wiped at the tears streaming down my face. The cold marble was unkind beneath my bare feet, but I barely noticed. My shoe dangled from Lucas’s hand as he called out behind me, his deep voice tinged with concern.“Tiff, stop! What happened? Talk to me!”I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My chest felt like it was caving in, and the walls of the mansion seemed to close in with every step. By the time I reached our bedroom, the tears were blinding. I flung the door shut behind me and collapsed onto the bed, curling up against the headboard.The room was dark, but it didn’t matter. It matched the hollow ache in my chest, the endless void of emotions I couldn’t contain.A moment later, the door creaked open. Lucas stepped inside, his silhouette framed by the faint light from the hallway. He closed the door softly and set my shoe down near the dresser.“Tiff,” he said gently, The bed dipped under his weight as he sat beside me, his hand gently brushing
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Diana, Jacob, Ryan, Lucas, Mrs Niveah. Those where the people present at the house that night. An information I already knew but only confirmed with the. help of the cctv. I;d say the only thing i gained from witching the clips was seeing Ethan again.I play the clips all over. in my head again as I jog along the lake road, Ellie at my heels, her tongue dangling out and excited to be outdoors again. The clip; Ethan comes home, I know what happens next because i was there. He handed me a single rose like he did most days he got back from work and a letter of approval for Autumn to get in an all girls boarding school the next year.I disagreeed because i felt she was too young, to be away from me, from her father and the home she was most comfortable in. Mrs Niveah wanted it so bad, said all her kids where sent away at a young age to a princeton high college for better education. But not my baby. Not Autumn. I wanted things different for her. A normal life where she could come home to h
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The moment I step through the door, I call Lucas. My fingers tremble as I press his name on the screen, and he picks up on the first ring, his voice steady and laced with concern.“Tiff, are you alright?”“Yeah,” I reply, my tone subdued, though my racing thoughts make it sound hollow.There’s a pause, followed by the faint sounds of movement on his end. I can hear him rustling papers, the soft scrape of what I imagine are his keys being picked up. He’s getting ready to leave, to come straight to me. I close my eyes, the tension in my chest easing slightly, and add quickly, “I’m fine, really.”The sounds stop abruptly. He’s listening intently now. “What’s wrong?”I swallow hard, forcing the words out even though they taste bitter on my tongue. “It’s just... the culprit for the Simpsons murder—it was actually the wife.”My voice falters at the end, cracking with unspoken fears. The admission feels like a confession, as though I’m baring something about myself I’d rather keep hidden. Th
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TWO WEEKS LATERELAINE’S POVMy fingers trace the delicate patterns etched into the stone, the cool texture of Ethan’s name grounding me as the breeze stirs the wildflowers planted near the edges of his grave. The faint scent of earth and blooms fills the air, mingling with the rustle of the surrounding trees. Autumn walks ahead of me, her small figure illuminated by the soft sunlight breaking through the clouds.She kneels beside the stone, her little hands carefully placing a pair of daisies at its base. Her chestnut hair is pulled back into a neat bun, accentuating her delicate features. Even now, with her bright eyes and curious demeanor, the weight of loss lingers in the curve of her shoulders. My heart tightens, and I reach for her hand, squeezing it gently. A silent gesture of solidarity.We step back together, standing in quiet reverence. Five years. It’s been five long, tumultuous years since Ethan left us. Since my life was torn apart, my freedom stolen, and my daughter take
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Autumn pulled back just enough to look at me, her bright eyes searching mine. “You’re my mom. You’ve always been my mom. And I’m so happy you’re okay.”I couldn’t stop the tears that welled up and spilled down my cheeks. I wanted to hold her tighter, to tell her how much I loved her, but my body felt like it had been weighed down with lead.Diana touched my arm gently. “You’ve been out for three days. The doctors said you needed time to recover. You gave us quite a scare.”Three days. The words echoed in my mind as I tried to process them. Flashes of memory came back—the warehouse, the flames, Neveah’s twisted smile, and Lucas... Lucas fighting to save me.“Lucas...” I murmured, my heart clenching. “Is he—?”“He’s fine,” Diana reassured me quickly. “A little banged up, but he’s tougher than he looks.” She smiled faintly, though the worry still lingered in her eyes. “Now, let me call the nurse to check on you.”She stepped toward the door and pressed a button on the wall, summoning the
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The pain in my arm blurs my vision, but I push through it. I can’t stop now. Not when Elaine’s life is hanging by a thread. I stagger to my feet, using my uninjured arm to steady myself, but Dogue’s already there, looming like a shadow. He charges at me again, his fists like wrecking balls, but I’m ready this time.I sidestep him at the last second, using his momentum against him. With a grunt, I slam him into the wall with enough force to rattle the concrete. My head spins, but I force myself to focus, ignoring the blood pouring from my wound. I can’t afford to lose now. Not when I’m this close.But Dogue’s no amateur. He recovers quickly, spinning around to face me, eyes wild with fury. This time, when he lunges, I’m too slow to dodge. His fist connects with my gut, knocking the wind out of me. The impact is so sharp, so sudden, I stumble back, my knees threatening to buckle.Before I can regain my footing, he’s on me again, grabbing me by the collar and slamming me into the floor.
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"You’re the worst, Niveah," I say, my voice trembling with fury as tears stream down my face. "The worst wife, the worst mother, the worst mother-in-law. You’re a monster."Her lips twitch, her brows arching as if she’s amused by my outburst. "No, Elaine," she murmurs, her voice cold and venomous. "It’s not me—it’s the world that made me this way. The people around me shaped this. My father, my mother—they were never happy. They forced their failures onto me. I never had a husband who loved me. All I had was my title."My hands clench against the ropes binding me to the chair, my nails digging into my palms. "Your husband may not have loved you, but he gave you children who did," I spit out, my voice rising despite the fear pressing down on my chest. "Ethan adored you, Niveah! He adored you so much that every fight we had was about how to please you. To make you proud."Her mask cracks for a fleeting moment, but she forces it back into place, her icy demeanor hardening."And what abou
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I don’t wait to see what Neveah will do next. My legs move on their own, propelling me out of her room and down the hallway. My pulse pounds in my ears as I rush toward Autumn’s room. I fling the door open without knocking, startling her where she sits by the window, bathed in the faint glow of the evening."Mrs Grayson?" she says, turning her wide eyes to me. Her voice is soft, almost fragile."Autumn, listen to me." I kneel in front of her, gripping her hands. They’re warm, a stark contrast to the icy dread spreading through me. "I need you to stay in your room. Lock the door, don’t open it for anyone—no matter what. Do you understand?"Her brow furrows. "What’s going on? You’re scaring me.""I’ll explain later," I say, forcing a calmness I don’t feel into my voice. "But right now, I need to know that you’ll stay here. Please, Autumn."She hesitates, her gaze searching mine. Finally, she nods. "Okay. I’ll stay."I squeeze her hands in gratitude, my heart aching at the worry etched a
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"Neveah," I choked, forcing her name past the tightness in my throat. My voice sounded steady, but inside I was spiraling. Had she seen what I was doing? How long had she been standing there, watching?She stepped forward, her feet barely making a sound on the wooden floor. The soft click of the door closing behind her felt like the echo of a prison gate slamming shut."I always wondered if curiosity would get the better of you," she said, her tone light, almost conversational, but her gaze stayed sharp, unwavering. She called me by my name. She recognized me but since when? I try to act like I hadn't heard her call me Elaine. Maybe it was my mind playing tricks on me.I swallowed, feeling the pen pressing into the skin of my forearm where I’d hidden it. "I—" My voice faltered, the words tangling in my throat. "I didn’t mean to intrude. The door wasn’t closed, and I..."Her lips twitched—whether it was an attempt at a smile or a sign of displeasure, I couldn’t tell. "The door wasn’t c
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As I move down the hallway toward Nicole and Cooper’s room, a flicker of movement catches my attention. My steps falter, and I glance to my left. Neveah’s door is ajar—unlocked for the first time since I’ve known her. The crack in the door reveals a sliver of warm light spilling into the hallway.I hesitate, my curiosity gnawing at me like a persistent itch. Neveah is nothing if not meticulous. Her room is usually a fortress, sealed off from the rest of the house like a shrine to her carefully curated life. But now, it stands slightly open, an invitation I can’t ignore.Glancing behind me to ensure no one’s watching, I nudge the door further with the tips of my fingers, slipping inside without a sound.The room feels like stepping into another era. It’s vintage to its very core, with heavy, dark wooden furniture that gleams under the soft amber glow of an oil lamp on the bedside table. The air carries a faint hint of lavender, mingled with the musk of aged wood. A sprawling four-poste
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The moment I step through the door, I call Lucas. My fingers tremble as I press his name on the screen, and he picks up on the first ring, his voice steady and laced with concern.“Tiff, are you alright?”“Yeah,” I reply, my tone subdued, though my racing thoughts make it sound hollow.There’s a pause, followed by the faint sounds of movement on his end. I can hear him rustling papers, the soft scrape of what I imagine are his keys being picked up. He’s getting ready to leave, to come straight to me. I close my eyes, the tension in my chest easing slightly, and add quickly, “I’m fine, really.”The sounds stop abruptly. He’s listening intently now. “What’s wrong?”I swallow hard, forcing the words out even though they taste bitter on my tongue. “It’s just... the culprit for the Simpsons murder—it was actually the wife.”My voice falters at the end, cracking with unspoken fears. The admission feels like a confession, as though I’m baring something about myself I’d rather keep hidden. Th
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Diana, Jacob, Ryan, Lucas, Mrs Niveah. Those where the people present at the house that night. An information I already knew but only confirmed with the. help of the cctv. I;d say the only thing i gained from witching the clips was seeing Ethan again.I play the clips all over. in my head again as I jog along the lake road, Ellie at my heels, her tongue dangling out and excited to be outdoors again. The clip; Ethan comes home, I know what happens next because i was there. He handed me a single rose like he did most days he got back from work and a letter of approval for Autumn to get in an all girls boarding school the next year.I disagreeed because i felt she was too young, to be away from me, from her father and the home she was most comfortable in. Mrs Niveah wanted it so bad, said all her kids where sent away at a young age to a princeton high college for better education. But not my baby. Not Autumn. I wanted things different for her. A normal life where she could come home to h
