Antonia’s pov.The feeling of waking up after being drugged is different every time.The last time I was drugged was in college. Someone slipped something into my drink, and you’d think that since I've woken up once before with such a severe headache, the second time wouldn’t be so bad, and it isn’t
Of all the possible things that could have happened.This is the one I least expected.“People are obsessed… over the dress.”Bridget chuckles and taps on her iPad. She hands it over to me and I take in the homepage of the social media platform. Bridget knows I can’t search anything or anyone up on
“Hey!”Malachi ignores me totally . He acts like I'm not even on his back and his arm isn’t clamping around my waist right now. My vision spins and I try to infuse some more fire into my tone.“Hey! What do you think you’re doing Malachi?”His response is acid, “What these incompetent fools should h
No one is allowed into my room. Malachi wasn’t joking when he said he wanted to keep a close watch on me. The same cleaner has been mopping the hallway outside for the past hour and a half and I think everyone can tell from the amount of muscle work he has going on, that he is not a cleaner.No one
I sniff, “I’m sure Malachi is bribing the whole hospital for this to happen. He shouldn’t have the power to mess with my life like this.”My voice wavers on the verge of tears but I push it back down. Bridget pats me consolingly and offers what I think she believes are kind words, “It’s not so bad
Malachi’s pov.“Mr Finn, your meeting starts in the next ten minutes.”I ignore the voice and at the continued existence of the owner of that voice in my office, I raise my eyes to look at her. She leaves immediately.I should have her fired. Anyone stupid enough to believe that since my wife was o
Antonia’s pov.I can’t stop thinking about the fact that Bridget is out there, making my dream happen while I'm laying on the bed in here, unable to leave the room. I can’t even use my phone. I have no reception.I begin to pray.Everyone prays sometimes. It just depends on what you believe in. My g
Liam speaks in that whispery tone again, “I think your absence has changed something in him, Antonia.Please, just try to give him what he wants. For all our sakes.”I want to laugh in his face.Liam is one of the few employees I'm actually on semi-speaking terms with, and I know what he means when