“Has Rowan eaten?” “Not yet; he told me that he would eat after he was done and that I shouldn’t trouble myself.” I nod my head. "Okay, then, have a goodnight.” “Goodnight too” After she leaves, I make a plate for Rowan. Who knows how long it would be before he finished up. He couldn’t run on an
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Hey my lovely readers, I do hope that so far this festive holiday has been great on your side. I came here to address a few things. First, it’s about the updates. I’ve been getting some complaints about that . I want you to understand that apart from being a writer I’m also a human being. I have a d
Chapter 147 Emma. I limp slowly towards my cell. Prison is hell, that’s for sure. My job is to prove the innocent and send criminals to prison. I never thought that I would one day end up here. I haven’t had a good night's sleep since I arrived here about two weeks ago. It’s like the moment I wal
Ava “Mom, can Gunner come for a sleepover this weekend?” Noah asks, but my mind is billions of galaxies away. I was filled with nervousness. I know I said I'd visit Ethan when I was ready, but the situation has changed. For some reason, the issue keeps bugging me. Keeps infiltrating my mind day in
“It’s never a good thing when someone starts a sentence like that.” His brows pull together in a frown as he stares at me. It was almost as if he was trying to figure out if he did something wrong. I don’t say anything. First of all, I was trying to come down from the high of sexual arousal. Second
“That is not an answer,” I snap His eyes are like a whirlpool of waves. A storm was raging behind the gray pools. They seemed to be beckoning me to their depths. Trapping me, refusing to let me go. It’s then that I see it. A crack in his armor. The reason why he didn’t want me to see Ethan. For t
I am a nervous wreck. Everything inside is vibrating at an alarming rate. My heart is beating erratically, and my stomach is in knots. I stare at the prison walls, not really sure if I should go in or not. I don’t know whether I’ve ever visited Ethan before, but it matters. To me, at this very mome