Rebecca can't help but feel grateful for the love that Andreas has brought into her life. She never thought that she would find someone who understood her so well, who accepted her flaws and all. She looks forward to spending each day with him, learning more about him, and growing old together. As they walk through the park, with Buddy excitedly chasing after the ball, Andreas takes her hand and pulls her close. He leans down and kisses her deeply, causing her heart to skip a beat. She feels his love for her in every touch, every glance, and every word he speaks. As they walk back to the car, Rebecca can't help but feel like she's living in a fairy tale. She knows that life is not always easy, but with Andreas by her side, she's ready to face any challenge that comes their way. Even something like playing the wife of Andreas McKinnon. The beginning of spring came with a rush of activities at the ranch. The families of the workers, business parties, and her own family, Lacey and An
Andreas can't help but smile as he feels Rebecca snuggle closer to him. He runs his fingers through her hair and down her back, enjoying the warmth of her body against his. The sound of the rain outside creates a calming atmosphere, making it even harder for him to resist the urge to fall back asleep. Andreas can feel the warmth of Rebecca's body against his chest and the rise and fall of her breathing as she sleeps. She sighs in her sleep, and he notices how her long lashes create a delicate shadow on her cheeks and the sweet curve of her lips. How fortunate he is to have her by his side, he muses. As he continues to watch her, his fingers travel down the curve of her back, tracing light circles on her skin. Rebecca stirs at his touch, turning her head to look at him with sleepy eyes. "Hey," she says, her voice soft and husky. Hey, yourself," Andreas replies with a smile. "Sleep well?" "Mmm, I did," she murmurs, snuggling closer to him. "What time is it?" "Almost 3 pm," he tell
“We're meeting here back at four.”“Correct, I'm helping Lacey with shopping for her new place, and we're having lunch later.” She explained once again that Andreas does understand that I will meet him at the exact spot where we are standing, but he also doesn't look that trusting. “I can always run back and get your phone.”“Lacey has hers.” He doesn't trust me. He thinks it might happen all over again—that I'm going to disappear once again. She wouldn't trust herself .“I'm meeting you here at four.” Reassurance is what he needs. Standing on her tiptoes, Rebecca presses her lips against his, and he hums, pulling her forward and not caring about PDA. He had been feeling insecure about their relationship lately, and her small gesture of affection was enough to put his mind at ease. Lacey is standing a few steps back, watching the exchange, she too is a bit weary about the topic. They haven't really talked about that time. Moving forward seems best, and ignoring the fact that she
“What do you mean?” Her mouth dry. Rebecca couldn't deny it, this right here wasn't right. “I mean, I have enough time now to do what I want to do.” She didn't want to ask what he meant, his confidence worried her. “Andreas is coming to pick me up.” “I'm sure he is. He's been overly attentive lately. He never leaves you out of his sight, he is always with you. He and that damn dog." He snickered. “Imagine my surprise when I see you without either of your watchdogs.” “My friend is with me.” “Oh Rebecca.” The sound of her voice coming out of his mouth felt filthy. “You really shouldn't have left your house today." Rebecca felt a chill run down her spine as she realized the danger she was in. She knew she had to think fast and come up with a plan to get out of this situation. "Are you happy, Rebecca?" John asked, taking a step closer to her. "Is your husband making you happy?" Rebecca's throat felt dry, and she swallowed hard. "Yes, Andreas makes me very happy," she managed to
Andreas sat at his office desk, his fingers drumming impatiently on the surface. He had been waiting for what felt like hours for the clock to hit the designated time when he could go and pick up Rebecca from the mall. He knew it was irrational, but every time he dropped her off somewhere, he had this nagging feeling in his gut that she would disappear again, just like before. The kiss they shared before she got out of the truck had left him wanting more, like always. It was like a drug that he couldn't get enough of. He sighed, trying to calm his racing thoughts. He knew he needed to trust Rebecca, but the fear of losing her was too great. He grabbed his phone and checked the time again. He leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes, trying to push away the feeling of unease. He thought about how much he loved her and how much he didn't want to lose her. He knew he needed to talk to her about his feelings, but he didn't want to come across as possessive or overbearing. Andre
Rebecca felt sick to her stomach as John entered the room with a plastic bag in his hand. She recognized the logo of the store and realized they weren't too far from town. He placed the bag on the floor and offered her a water bottle and some snacks, but she refused to take anything from him. John tried to sweeten her up with his words, talking about how good they looked together and how he could make her happy. But Rebecca knew better than to believe his lies. She glared at him with disgust, her voice cold and unwavering as she spoke. "You're sick, John. What you're doing is wrong and illegal. You have no right to keep me here like this. Let me go and turn yourself in before it's too late." John's face twisted in anger, his eyes burning with fury. "You don't understand, Rebecca. You're mine, and I'll do anything to keep you with me. I love you." Rebecca shook her head in disbelief. "Love? You call this love? This is nothing but obsession and delusion
Andreas felt his heart racing as he led the group of friends and family members searching for Rebecca. They split up, covering different areas of the town and surrounding areas. They checked alleys, abandoned buildings, and even went to the police station to file a missing person report. Andreas looked at the sheriff with a sense of frustration. "She was fine, sheriff. Nothing out of the ordinary." Sheriff Hughs jotted down some notes on his notepad. "And what was her mental state like? Was she stressed or upset about anything?" Andreas sighed. "She has always worried about little things, but nothing that would make her run away like this." The sheriff nodded slowly. "And did she have any enemies, any suspicious people in her life?" Andreas shook his head. "No, not that I know of. She's a good person, sheriff." The sheriff nodded and jotted down some notes on his notepad. “Alright, we'll keep that in mind. Thank you for your time, Andreas.” Sheriff Hughs scribbled some more note
Rebecca awoke once again on the dirty mattress, her head pounding and her limbs aching from being bound for so long. The air in the room was damp, and the heavy rain outside had made it feel colder than before. She shivered and pulled the thin blanket tighter around her body, wishing for some warmth and comfort. Apart from the dirt floor and the yellow lamp hanging from the ceiling, there was nothing visible when she gazed around the little room. She didn't know how long she had been there because she had no sense of time. She didn't know what John had in store for her because he hadn't come back. She tried to quiet her racing thoughts by closing her eyes, but the worry and anxiety never left her. She reflected on Andreas and how much she missed him and yearned to be in his arms once more. She thought about her family and friends, who were probably terribly worried about her, and tears flowed down her face. As the hours passed, Rebecca's hope began to fade. She didn't know how much