BLAMES

I fell asleep for a while, letting the tiredness overtake me. But I kept waking up with the bumping of the car, and after a while, I resigned myself to sleeplessness.

“Where is this place?” I said.

“About an hour from Syracuse. It’s isolated. I got it a few years ago, but I don’t really come up here all that much.”

“You don’t ever take a vacation, do you?” I said.

“I think the last vacation I took was to Bali,” said Riley.

But I didn’t want to think about the past. It was easier than thinking about the future, than thinking about what we were going to do when all this was over. How I’d untangle myself from the messy, murky world that Riley had brought me into.

He needs me now, fake or true , he is my husband.

I am angry for the whole mess we are in after the wedding, I guess it all happen because he married me. It feels like the wedding only worsen the situation. We just got into a danger and it’s all for me.

I’d always felt like I was in control of my destiny before I met Riley. And