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The city buzzed with life as Carter pulled up to Iris’s apartment in his sleek black SUV. The car glided to a stop, and he stepped out, smoothing his jacket with one hand while clutching a single red rose in the other.When Iris opened the door, her expression was a mix of annoyance and reluctance. She looked stunning in her red dress, her hair cascading down her shoulders, but her arms were crossed tightly over her chest.“For you,” Carter said smoothly, holding out the rose. “Though I have to admit, it pales in comparison to you tonight.”Iris rolled her eyes, though a faint smile threatened to betray her. “Flattery isn’t going to fix things, Carter.”He leaned against the doorframe, a playful glint in his eye. “Maybe not, but it’s a start. Shall we?”She sighed but grabbed her clutch. “Let’s just go.”The drive to the movie premiere was relatively quiet, but Carter wasn’t one to let silence win.“I know you’re still mad at me,” he said, glancing at her. “And you have every right to
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Grandma Martha’s birthday loomed a date that Carter dreaded more than anyone else. “She hates being celebrated, Iris,” he said, leaning against the kitchen counter, his arms crossed. His lips quirked in a mixture of amusement and resignation.Iris tilted her head, giving him an incredulous look. “Everyone likes their birthday celebrated, Carter. Even if they say they don’t.”He chuckled softly. “Not Grandma. She pretends she hates it, complains for weeks, and then ends up loving it once the day comes. It’s this…strange ritual.”“Well,” Iris said, standing a little straighter, “if she’s going to get a party, let’s make sure it’s one to remember.”From the moment the decision was made, Iris threw herself into the preparations. She wasn’t just overseeing things—she was involved in every detail. She picked out flowers from the market, tasted every dish on the menu, and even fixed the seating arrangements after Carter got them wrong.“Iris, this is too much. You don’t have to do all this,”
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Iris leaned against the window of her pristine mansion, sipping her lukewarm coffee. The vast lawn stretched out before her, perfectly manicured, just like her life seemed to be from the outside. But she felt trapped, bored, and utterly alone. She glanced at the chessboard on the coffee table. Grandma Martha wasn't there to annihilate her in yet another match because she had travelled to visit relatives.Iris sighed and turned away. What now? She couldn't even remember the last time she'd left the house for something other than an obligatory social event. Ollie, her ex-husband, had made sure she had no friends, and no one to turn to. And even though Carter-her current husband-wasn't like Ollie, she hadn't found her footing since marrying him.The walls were suffocating her. Enough. Grabbing her coat, Iris slipped on some sneakers and grabbed her keys.The small café down the road wasn't bustling, but it had just enough life to make her feel like she wasn't invisible. She ordered hot c
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Iris woke with a pounding headache, her mouth dry as sandpaper. Blinking against the morning sunlight streaming through the curtains, she groaned, the events of the previous night a fuzzy blur. She stretched, only to freeze when she noticed Carter leaning against the doorframe of their bedroom, arms crossed and a stormy look on his face."What's wrong?" she asked, her voice hoarse."You don't remember?" Carter's tone was sharp, his gaze cold enough to send a shiver down her spine.Iris sat up, clutching the blanket to her chest. "Remember what?"Instead of answering, Carter pulled his phone from his pocket and tapped the screen. Her own slurred voice filled the room, laughing, confessing things she wished had never left her lips."Stop," Iris whispered, mortified. She buried her face in her hands. "I didn't mean it. It was the alcohol, Carter. You know I don't feel that way.""Do I?" he shot back, his tone cutting. "Because it sounded pretty honest to me.""Carter, please..." Iris rea
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Grandma Martha’s arrival was as dramatic as ever. She swept into the house wearing her signature lavender coat and carrying a basket of homemade cookies, her eyes sparkling with the kind of wisdom only a life well-lived could give.“Iris, my darling!” she exclaimed, pulling her granddaughter into a warm embrace. “And who is this lovely young woman?”“This is Sasha,” Iris said, gesturing to her best friend. “She’s been such a lifesaver lately.”Sasha smiled warmly. “It’s so nice to meet you, Mrs. Martha.”“Call me Grandma,” Martha insisted, her smile polite but her eyes sharp. She studied Sasha for a long moment, her face unreadable. “You seem like a good friend to Iris.”“She is,” Iris interjected.Martha nodded slowly but didn’t say anything more. That night, as Iris and Sasha laughed over tea, Grandma Martha sat quietly in the corner, her knitting needles clicking rhythmically. But her gaze lingered on Sasha, thoughtful and assessing.The next morning, Grandma Martha called Sasha in
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The late afternoon sun reflected off the glossy red paint of Iris’s old Fiat, parked neatly outside her small, ivy-covered apartment. Iris loved that car. It wasn’t much to look at, but it was reliable and held years of memories. She’d spent many evenings driving through winding countryside roads, windows down, feeling the crisp air against her skin.Grandma Martha’s car, however, was another story. A sleek, black luxury sedan parked at the far corner of the lot. Its polished body screamed wealth and status, two things Iris had never cared for. It was a gift, yes, but Iris had never felt comfortable in it.It was on this particular afternoon that Charlotte showed up, heels clicking against the pavement as she approached Iris, who was tinkering with the Fiat’s dashboard.“Iris,” Charlotte started, her voice sweet but deliberate, “do you have a moment?”Iris looked up, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “What’s up, Charlotte?”Charlotte’s carefully painted lips curved into a smile
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The estate was unusually quiet that afternoon. Sunlight spilt lazily through the sprawling oak trees, their shadows dancing on the cobblestone driveway. Grandma Martha’s Bentley glided to a stop in front of the mansion, the sharp purr of its engine cutting through the stillness. Inside, Iris stood by the kitchen island, twisting her ring nervously as her sister Charlotte sprawled on the couch, completely unbothered. “You think she’ll find out?” Iris asked, her voice low and frantic. Charlotte smirked, flipping through her phone. “Relax. It’s been weeks. If she hasn’t noticed by now, she won’t. Besides, it wasn’t even that bad.” Iris shot her a look. “Not that bad? You wrecked a car worth more than this house!” Before Charlotte could respond, the sound of heels clicking against the marble floors cut through the air. Grandma Martha appeared in the doorway, regal as ever, her eyes sharp and probing. “Good afternoon, girls,” she said, her tone pleasant but edged with suspicion.
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The dining room was suffocating with silence. Grandma Martha’s angry footsteps echoed as she left the house, her fury still lingering like a storm cloud. Iris sat frozen at the table, her hands trembling. Her tears had dried, but the weight of guilt still bore down on her chest.Carter stood by the doorway, his arms crossed and his jaw tight. He hadn’t spoken since their grandmother’s outburst, but now, he broke the silence with a voice like ice.“Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” he snapped, his dark eyes fixed on Iris.She looked up, startled by his tone. “I… I didn’t mean—”“‘Didn’t mean to’?” he interrupted, his voice rising. “You managed to make Grandma Martha—the most unshakable person I’ve ever known—angry enough to take shares from Ollie. Shares, Iris! Do you even know what that means for the company? For all of us?”Iris flinched at his words. “I didn’t want this to happen. I was just trying to protect Charlotte!”“And look where that got you,” Carter sneered, stepping
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Iris leaned against the kitchen counter, nursing a glass of water and staring at the reflection of the moonlight on the tiled floor. The events of the evening replayed in her mind, but one moment in particular had stuck with her—the strange conversation with Grandma Martha after everyone had left the party.It had started innocently enough. They’d sat on the mansion’s balcony, sipping wine and gazing at the stars. Iris had felt relaxed for the first time all evening.“You’ve done well tonight,” Grandma Martha said, her voice softer than usual.“Thank you,” Iris replied. “I couldn’t have done it without your trust in me.”Grandma Martha smirked. “I trusted you because I knew you could rise to the occasion. And I must say, you’ve surpassed my expectations.”Iris blushed. Compliments from Grandma Martha were rare and hard-earned.They sat in silence for a while, the stillness of the night settling over them. Then Grandma Martha broke it with an unexpected question.“So, how is your marri
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The grand ballroom radiated luxury, its intricate gold mouldings and cascading chandeliers reflecting the evening’s energy. The event Grandma Martha had been chosen to host was the highlight of the season, drawing in the most influential names in the city. Weeks of meticulous planning had culminated on this night, and Iris found herself at the epicentre of it all.As she stood near the entrance, greeting guests alongside Grandma Martha, she couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed. The older woman was a picture of poise, her emerald gown shimmering as she extended polite nods and brief smiles to the city’s elite. Iris, on the other hand, felt like a child pretending to belong in a world far removed from her own.“You’re doing fine,” Grandma Martha said quietly, sensing Iris’s tension.Iris forced a smile. “I hope so. I just don’t want to mess this up.”“You won’t,” Grandma Martha replied with certainty. “Tonight is about showcasing what the Windsors can do, and you’ve done an exceptional jo
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The warm afternoon sunlight bathed the lush gardens of the Windsor estate, casting golden rays across the pristine lawns. Carter leaned against a stone column near the main mansion, his phone in hand, half-listening to a podcast while keeping one eye on the driveway. He had just finished a meeting when the butler interrupted him with a request from his grandmother.“She wants me to what?” Carter asked incredulously.“Take a stroll with her in the park,” the butler repeated, his expression neutral.Carter sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I don’t have time for a stroll. Tell her I—”“Carter Windsor,” Grandma Martha’s sharp voice rang from the entrance. She was already approaching, her cane tapping rhythmically against the stone steps. “You do not refuse me.”Carter straightened instinctively, pocketing his phone. “Grandma, I was just—”“No excuses,” she interrupted, her tone firm. “We’re going for a walk, and you’re coming with me. Let’s go.”There was no room for argument. Res
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Carter sat in the living room, his leg bouncing anxiously as the soft ticking of the clock on the wall seemed to mock him. The house was quiet, too quiet, except for his own restless movements. The image of his grandmother’s sharp gaze lingered in his mind, the way she had looked at him and Iris after Loretta had been dragged away.“Nothing happens in this family without my knowledge.”Her words had been calm, but the implication had shaken him to his core.He ran his hands through his hair for what felt like the hundredth time that night, frustration bubbling just under the surface. He couldn’t shake the feeling that Grandma Martha knew about his and Iris’s sham marriage. If she knew, what would she do? Would she expose them? Cut him off? Destroy everything he’d built?“Carter?” Iris’s soft voice broke the silence. She stood in the doorway, her robe tied loosely around her waist, her hair slightly tousled as if she’d been asleep—or trying to sleep.He looked up, his expression strain
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Carter sat across from Ollie in Hugh’s dimly lit apartment, the tension so thick it felt like the air could shatter. Ollie’s hands were trembling as he stared at his phone. The guilt was written all over his face, but he kept avoiding Carter’s eyes.“You’re not telling me everything,” Carter said, his tone low and cutting.Ollie flinched. “I am!”Carter leaned forward, narrowing his eyes. “No, you’re not. You said she has pictures, videos, and an audio recording. That doesn’t just happen by accident. What exactly did you do, Ollie?”Ollie shifted uncomfortably, looking to Hugh for some kind of backup, but Hugh just raised an eyebrow and waited.“I didn’t sleep with her,” Ollie finally mumbled.“Didn’t you?” Carter’s voice was sharp now. “Because from where I’m sitting, it looks like you’re in just as deep as I am—if not worse.”“I didn’t!” Ollie snapped, his voice breaking. “We… we hung out a few times, okay? She recorded us talking and took pictures without my knowledge. I don’t know
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Carter Windsor paced Hugh’s apartment, the tension in his shoulders evident. Hugh leaned against the kitchen counter, watching his friend with a mix of concern and intrigue.“You know,” Hugh began, breaking the silence, “you can’t keep letting this Loretta woman rattle you. You need to get ahead of her.”Carter stopped pacing and turned to Hugh. “You think I don’t know that? She’s holding fake pictures over my head, and if Iris ever sees them…”Hugh smirked, crossing his arms. “If Iris ever sees them, you’ll be in a hell of a mess.”“That’s not funny,” Carter snapped.“I’m not laughing,” Hugh replied calmly. “Look, we need a plan, and I think I know just the person to help us.”Carter raised an eyebrow. “Who?”Hugh grinned and pulled out his phone. “Jake. He’s still with the police, right? Let’s see what dirt he can dig up on Loretta.”About an hour later, Jake, their mutual friend from the police department, called back. Carter and Hugh were on speakerphone, anxiously waiting.“You g
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Carter couldn’t shake the unease that had settled over him since Loretta’s visit. He’d noticed how she and his wife, Iris, had become inseparable lately, their laughter filling the house more often than his own conversations with Iris.One evening, as Iris set the table for dinner, Carter approached her, trying to mask his apprehension.“Iris, can we talk for a moment?”She looked up, a hint of concern in her eyes. “Of course, what’s on your mind?”“It’s about Loretta,” he began, choosing his words carefully. “I feel like you two have been spending a lot of time together.”Iris smiled, a touch of amusement in her expression. “Is someone feeling left out?”“It’s not that,” Carter replied, forcing a chuckle. “I just… I have a bad feeling about her.”Iris’s smile faded. “A bad feeling? Carter, she’s been a great friend, especially with everything going on with Grandma Martha.”“I know, and I appreciate that,” he said, his tone earnest. “But something doesn’t sit right with me. I don’t th
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Carter leaned against the railing of the balcony, sipping his coffee as the morning sun bathed the garden in a golden glow. Below him, Iris and Loretta were seated at the patio table, their heads bent close together in animated conversation. Their laughter drifted up to him, light and carefree, and yet it sent a pang of unease coursing through him.He couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right.Over the past few weeks, Iris and Loretta had become practically inseparable. At first, it had seemed harmless—Loretta was the nurse assigned to care for Grandma Martha, and Iris had taken it upon herself to help. She’d even invited Loretta to their mansion a few times, saying it was only fair to return the hospitality.But now, Loretta was at their home more often than she was at the grand mansion. She lingered during tea breaks, offered to help with household tasks that weren’t hers, and even joined them for dinner once or twice. It was as if she was making herself part of their l
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The hospital security room was stifling, both in temperature and tension. Carter stepped in, scanning the scene before him. Iris sat rigidly in one chair, her arms crossed and a defiant tilt to her chin. Across from her, Charlotte dabbed at her nose with a tissue, glaring daggers at her cousin-in-law. Ollie paced furiously between them like a caged animal. “Finally,” Ollie barked when he saw Carter. “Get your wife under control.” Carter arched an eyebrow. “Excuse me?” “You heard me,” Ollie snapped, pointing at Iris. “She attacked Charlotte!” Iris shot to her feet. “She slapped me first! What was I supposed to do, just stand there and take it?” “Like a civilized person, yes!” Ollie roared. “You don’t just—” “Okay, that’s enough,” Carter interrupted, stepping between them. He turned to Ollie, his voice calm but firm. “You don’t raise your voice at her.” Ollie’s jaw clenched. “You’re seriously taking her side right now? You weren’t even here!” “I don’t need to be here to know she
