As the hush of morning fell, whispers of mischief danced across the soft light filtering through the windows."Jasmine, breakfast is ready". Jade's voice cut sharp through the quiet, resounding across the house. "Got it coming!" Jasmine responded chirpily while her voice still tinged with sleep. She stretched out lazily, feeling the cool air brush against her skin as she pulled herself up from bed."Let me shower now," she mumbled while removing her clothes and stepping into the bathroom, turning on the water before pouring soap into the bathtub. The warm water surrounded her, washing away a tidal wave of calmness over her.Finally, some peace, she thought while brushing her teeth as the hot water soothed the throbbing headache that lingered on her, her body drying with each part of her towel. No sooner was she near the closet than the door swung open with a bang."Jasmine We have been waiting for so long. Come on so that we can finally have some breakfast!" Jayla hastened in, fru
He hastily undresses, his hands shaking as he fumbles with his buttons and zippers,his chest heaves with ragged breaths, and sweat glistens on his forehead, trickling down his temples in tiny rivulets, as he rushes inside the bathroom.He stands in front of the mirror, stroking off his makeup, revealing his real face; a sly grin spread across his lips. He turns on the shower, letting the water cascade over his body, erasing any remnants. He wraps himself in a bathrobe leaving no trace of what had transpired.He opens the door and she instantly wraps her arms around him, their lips meeting in a hot steamy kiss."Baby, what took you so long?" I've been knocking for a while now she says, her voice laced with a playful, impatient tone. He replies, a beam flashing across his face, “I just got back from work and decided to take a quick shower.”She pulls him closer, her breath warm against his ear as she whispers, “You didn't wait for me,” her hands roaming over his body, teasingly close
"Jade let out a scream that reverberated through the house, her face radiating pure joy. 'What happened?' Jasmine asked, her eyes wide with curiosity. "I just got an invitation from Elysium Arts Gallery, the one I've been longing for,'Jade replied, her voice quivering with excitement." "Oh my God, Jade, that's incredible!" Jasmine exclaimed, rushing over to hug her. Congratulations, my baby! I knew you could do it. Jayla chimed in, her smile warm. So, what are you going to wear to the event? Jade's cheeks flushed happily. I haven't decided yet, probably the top I bought at Louis Vuitton when we went shopping," she replied, her heart brimming with gratitude. She felt so blessed to have sisters who were always there for her, lifting her with so much love and support. As Jayla walked upstairs, her mind still buzzing with excitement about a coffee date with Axel, Jasmine's gaze followed her, noticing how springy her steps had been lately and how often she smiled these days. “Hey
She opened the door to find her sister standing in the hallway, Jasmine looked slightly flustered but managed to smile, “Hey Jayla, can you go to the grocery store and pick up a few things?" "I'm in the middle of cooking Dad's soup and don't want to leave it unattended.” Jayla blinked, still tangled from where her thoughts had been. “Oh, sure, just give me the list,” she said, reaching for the list in Jasmine's hand.She glanced briefly at the list, then looked down at her dress, smoothing it in front of the mirror.As she adjusted her dress in front of her mirror, Jasmine's voice grew softer. “You know, I'm worried about you.” Jayla turned, her gaze meeting Jasmine’s eyes in the mirror. “Worried about what?” Jasmine stepped closer, her face stern. “You seem different these days. You know, happier but also I don't know, a little distant.” Jayla's smile faltered slightly “It’s just I'm still getting to know him. But I like him, Jasmine, he's different.” Jasmine nodded thoughtfully.
Jayla lingered beside the herb stall far longer than was called for, her gaze set on where Jade had disappeared a few moments past.The bustling market seemed to close in around her, the vibrant voices of vendors calling out their last deals of the day blurring into a distant hum. She could still see Jade's figure etched in her mind-her sister's shoulders drawn tight, her steps quick, purposeful. Too purposeful.*Why hadn't she said that she would be here?* Jayla thought, the idea nipping at her like a flea. They shared almost everything she had thought. A twirl of unease curled in her stomach as she turned back to the herb stall, fingers tracing the edges of a bunch of parsley without really seeing it.The heavy phone in her pocket seemed to reverberate with Jasmine's call, still ringing in her ears, but it was something entirely different that held her attention. Jayla couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. She could almost feel it like a thick, invisible thread tuggi
The plates clattered softly as the triplets moved in sync, cleaning up after the dinner they had shared with their family. Within the air remained the warmth of laughter and conversation, though Jayla couldn’t shake off the feeling gnawing at her since earlier in the evening. In gold, soft, the kitchen was aglow, faintly scented with roasted chicken and spices.Jade wiped her hands on the dish towel and smiled to herself, her voice light. "I just love Sarah. She's such a sweet person. I don't know what we would do without her."Jasmine, who was drying a plate, nodded in agreement with her sister. "Yeah, she's practically family.We're so lucky to have her. Honestly, I can't imagine what life would be like without her now."Jayla's hands moved mechanically; her fingers wrapped around plates and utensils as if on autopilot. Her mind, however, was far from the lighthearted chatter between her sisters. Instead, it was back in the fading light of the evening, watching Sarah walk out the d
Axel jerkily pulled the phone away from his ear, cutting the call with Jayla mid-conversation. With his heart racing, he turned toward Audrey, his fiancée, who was at the door, her arms crossed, suspicion clear in her eyes."To whom were you talking to?" Audrey asked this time more softly, but still laced with curiosity.Axel thought fast and put his best smile to diffuse the tension: "Oh, it's nothing. You know this shopping mall I work at? They want to throw a party, and I suggested, 'Why not do it at the beach?' I was talking with a colleague about that.Audrey's brow furrowed a moment longer, suspicion yet in her gaze. Axel's heart pounded against his chest as he worked to will the calmness down into his limbs, his lips curling into a well-rehearsed smile. It was an instant change in mood; Audrey softened, her head lighter now as she laughed-the wave of her hand dismissed the matter.Ah, that's all? I was starting to think you were planning on keeping some kind of secret from me.
As the dusk had encased around the beach. The sun slipped below the horizon, enveloping the water with streaks of orange afterglow. She stood by the car, caught by the tail end of the day—it was just perfect with Axel. The soft breeze tugged at her hair, but she barely noticed, lost in streams inside her mind.Axel stood beside her, his hands in his pocket, looking as relaxed as the calmness of the whole day that they had shared. He looked down at her with a smile, sincerity oozing from his tone. "I had a great time today, Jayla."Jayla returned the smile, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. "Me too," she said softly. "Thanks for everything. It was. perfect."Axel’s smile widened. He stepped a little closer, leaning in just enough to make her heart skip. For a second, she wondered if he might kiss her. Instead, he reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair from her face, his fingers grazing her cheek lightly. “You’re something else, Jayla.”Her breath caught, and she felt wei
Golden sun streams came through the window into the Johnson mansion to bathe the great dining room with its warmth. Three days since the accident had happened, and it is within the atmosphere brought along by such a situation in life. All was well but the surface of each heart seated on hot coals -and burned so much more under Jasmine's skin than any person could imagine.She sat at her vanity, brushing her hair in slow, deliberating strokes while her mind replayed events of the past week: screeching tires, the near miss with the car, and now Jade getting into an accident. The doubt in her mind as to Jayla's involvement in it all was first just a murmur, one she dismissed for paranoia. But now? Now it was a scream she could no longer ignore.The hand closed on the hairbrush in a grip that was almost crushing as the signs turned stark: Jayla had tried to kill her with the "accident" on the street and, failing that, had gone after Jade, tampering with her brakes. In Jasmine's blood, the
Jayla sat cross-legged on the plush velvet couch in the living room of the Johnson mansion, a smirk twisting her lips. The dim light from the antique chandelier above outlined features that were almost sinister. She swirled the wine in her hand absently, as if it was the glass that was the perfect metaphor of the chaos she had unraveled.She leaned back and blew a harsh breath, the thought running like sugar on fire in her head. It was almost too good. Jade lay in the hospital after that near-fatal car accident. She hadn't died-unfortunately-but was shaken enough to keep her off-balance."Not dead yet," Jayla muttered to herself, a hard smile tugging on her lips-" but shaken. That's good enough for now."She was pleased with that image of her sister being helpless, lying in that hospital bed-so meek and weak. The whole neighborhood had thought of Jade for all those years as the "peacemaker"-way too sweet and far too good. But Jayla knew better. Jade does have ambition, and with each p
Sarah's heels clicked loudly against the floor of her dark apartment as Sarah tread back and forth, holding tightly onto her phone, with the cryptic messages seared into her brain. "Jayla isn't the only one with secrets." Words cut into her like a knife through confidence so laboriously built. And she couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching her every move, someone dangerous.The possibilities swirled in her mind. Who was behind these messages? Axel? Not likely. He did not need to spook her like this, not when he also benefited from their arrangement. But the idea that someone else, someone outside her control, pulled the strings left her cold.Her glass of wine remained untouched on the counter; she didn't dare pour another, not now, not when her head needed to stay sharp. Whoever this unknown force was, they were playing a dangerous game, and Sarah would be damned if she let them win.Her phone buzzed again within the grasp of her palm.Unknown Number: "Tick tock, Sarah.
Jayla's hand had been shaking the whole time as she finally hit the lock on the screen of her phone and buried it deep in her pocket as if it would make the message go away. She stepped out into the chill late evening breeze that bit into her skin as she entered the parking lot of the hospital while passing headlights blurred into a kaleidoscope of color as her mind whirled with two questions: Who? How?She had planned it down to the last letter. The timing and the setup were all supposed to be perfect. Instead, that message, dripping with sarcasm, whispered against the back of her neck, as if someone had begun to unwrap the layers of her plans and were giggling at what lay beneath.But who could it be? Sarah? No. Jayla hadn't caught any hints that Sarah was suspicious of her, and she had always seemed more focused on Jasmine anyway. Axel? The thought sent a ripple of doubt through her. He was cunning enough to play a double game, but why?Jayla clenched her teeth, forcing herself to
Jayla paced her room; her thoughts were turbulent as the storm raged within her heart. She had fisted her hands by her sides, her jaw set tight in anger as memories of that party replayed themselves in her mind like a broken record. The smugness radiating from Jasmine grated on her like fingernails on a chalkboard, as did Jade's incessant trying to play mediator. It was infuriating how Jade always came off as the calm, neutral sister, yet somehow she had a knack for keeping them all under her thumb, pretending she wasn't part of the chaos she secretly fueled.Jayla sat on the edge of her bed-no, perched, like a predator waiting for exactly the right moment to strike. Her gaze flickered toward her laptop, the messages glowing on the screen, anonymous. "Do it right, and no one will suspect you." In her mind, those sounded like a whispered encouragement for her plan. The tension in the house had built up, like a pressure cooker, over weeks, and Jayla knew just how she could use that.Jad
Anger brewed inside her like a silent storm as Jayla stared at the screen of her laptop, her fingers frozen above the keyboard. The voice message replayed in her head like a tape, each word lighting another spark to the ones that had already been lit. Jasmine and Jade had teamed up, didn't she. Her sisters. She bit into her teeth as humiliation replayed in her head, giggles, murmurs, and judgmental stares. They had planned her downfall, and now they were going to pay. But not with the petty games they had gotten so used to. This time, Jayla would play for keeps. Her eyes had fallen on the anonymous message displayed on her phone: "Time to even the odds." Shivers ran down her spine, as that just fed determination she simply could not avoid. Whoever this was, he certainly seemed to understand the amount of anger and needed some payback; it sounded almost like a voice into her most hidden soul part. A plan was beginning to formulate in Jayla's mind-the crystallization of her thought
Jade paced around her room, her bare feet silent on the plush carpet. The dim light emanating from her night lamp itself had a slight flutter to it, casting eerie shadows across the walls. Her fingers toyed with one hanging thread of her cardigan, telling all the turmoil brewing inside. The mayhem of the party had left her restlessness, yet exhilarating all the same. Well done: Jayla's embarrassment was all but choreographed to the poetic script of events. Of course, Jade wasn't feeling all that happy. Not just yet, anyway.It still echoes within her mind from the call of tonight, a haunting melody-a symphony of smooth calculations thrown across. It would revert to the voice in her brain to confirm everything apparently working for her and let Jade know that she was indeed no pawn but at play as a puppeteer.Jade had been in the middle of rearranging the books on her shelf when her phone buzzed on the desk behind her. She let it ring twice before answering, deliberately slow.“Hello?”
Jayla's Brewing StormAs Jade furiously set into her notebook-her plotting mind piecing together how to bring the sisters down-Axel had set the stage for the next act in this dark theatre of theirs, and that was the playground: an exclusive party. Paranoia, for Sarah, was not good enough; she wanted to see annihilation, the bond between them sisters completely devastated.At the cafe, Sarah drummed her fingers on her coffee mug as Axel outlined this elaborate scheme for the public humiliation of Jayla. But Sarah had a whole lot more in her ambitious tank than Axel did: She wanted them to do worse than just fight-she wanted them to destroy each other.She took a step forward as she smirked, her voice a purr. "Axel, good, the Jasmine look-alike idea, but it's too. Tame. In case Jayla wakes up somewhere strange, humiliated, sure, she will suspect Jasmine. But what if we go further?Axel's eyebrow arched, intrigued, yet a tad guarded. "Further how?The smile now spreading on Sarah's face
The next morning, Sarah leaned against the kitchen counter in her sleek apartment, sipping her coffee. Her phone whirred with a new message, breaking the early-morning stillness. She set her mug down and unlocked the screen, reading Axel's cryptic text from the night before.Axel's Message:"There was a hitch, but that need not affect a thing. Tomorrow, let's meet. We must make certain next steps are understood."A small, knowing smirk curled her lips. She wasn't surprised that Axel's plan had hit a hitch. He was methodical but reckless in the execution. Still, it didn't matter: the damage was done - Jayla's paranoia would fester and she'd doubtless lash out at her sisters.She sent him a reply right away.Sarah's Message:"11 AM, usual place. Won't tolerate your latecomer stunt."The next step of their scheme whirred in Sarah's mind. Jayla's ordeal at the party had gone just far enough to stir the pot. Now it was time to double down. They needed to widen the divide between the triple