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Eloise checks the clock on the wall in the living room. This is the third time in five minutes that she would be doing that. in one swift motion, she gets off the couch and walks closer to the clock. Maybe she is seeing and reading it wrong because she is too far from it and cannot see it, but even right in front of the clock, the time is still fifteen minutes past eight, a whole hour and fifteen minutes past the time that Stanley promised to return. The sound of a key in the keyhole and the door opening causes her to turn to face the door. Her body is being consumed by a mixture of anger and worry. Anger that Stanley could be behaving like this and worry as to why.“I am so sorry,” Stanley says as he walks up to her. “The meeting went on longer than I expected.”“Oh,” Eloise says, her voice devoid of emotion.“We can still go now. It’s not too late.”“I don’t think I am up for a night out anymore,” Eloise says. “It’s late and I am tired.”“Eloise, I am sorry.”“It’s fine,” she says a
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The longer she waits for Stanley to return home, the more Eloise feels the fury inside her grow. She sits in the living room watching as the second hand of the clock ticks slowly as though time is mocking her. When Stanley does arrive, he walks in with a smile on his face. This infuriates her even more because to him, nothing is wrong. “Where have you been?” She asks when he is right in front of her with his arms wide open in a hug invitation. Her hostility causes him to crease his eyebrows and drop his arms to his sides.“My parents’ house like I said. What is going on?”Eloise scoffs “Your parents’ house. That would be true except I was there this afternoon and you were not there.”Stanley looks away from Eloise and looks everywhere in the room except at her. “I left there for a while. It does not matter.” He begins to walks away from her.She follows him. “It matters to me. What kind of wife am I if I do not know where my husband is?”“The non-controlling one,” he says as he start
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Mary Lou walks away from Eloise’s apartment towards Broadway. It is clear that Eloise wanted her out of there but Mary Lou also sees that whatever is going on, Eloise is not ready to talk about it. At first, Mary Lou is walking around aimlessly but she finally sees a poster for a week-long casting call that gives her a sense of direction. A play by a Logan Michaelson is looking for extras. She asks for direction to the theatre and begins to walk as fast as she can. For a long time, Mary Lou has not experienced the excitement that she experiences has she gets closer to the theatre. Truly, the stage and curtains are what she was born to be about and she can feel that this one is a dream about to come true. When she gets to the theatre, there is a long line of people waiting to go in and Mary Lou joins them. She gives all the others who she can see a cursory glance. Many of them are attractive but that is the only assessment she can make about them. She cannot judge their talent based o
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Mary Lou is wearing the prettiest dress she owns. Not because that snotty man Logan Michaelson asked her to dress pretty but because it is a night out in New York city and she just wants to look good. She waits for him in her apartment while Fay and Eliza ask her about this mystery man but she gives them no details. For a second, she entertains the possibility that he could stand her up. He seems exactly like the kind of man to do that. But at exactly 8pm when he said he would show up, she hears a knock at the door. Mary Lou does not allow Fay or Eliza to open the door lest they tart a conversation with Logan. She opens it and closes it behind herself, yelling goodbyes at them and telling Logan that they can leave.“I cannot say hello to your friends,” he asks.“No, this is not a date,” Mary Lou says, turning her attention towards Logan and taking him in for the first time that night. He is wearing a suit that does not do much to hide his build. He smells like vetiver or some other e
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Eloise places her left hand on her hip and her right hand on her forehead and closes her eyes as though she is dizzy. She then opens her eyes and walks slowly to the couch, falling right into it. Mary Lou follows her and sits next to her.“Are you okay?” Mary Lou asks.“I have suspected this for a while now,” Eloise says, her voice weak and emotionless. “He told me that I was crazy.”“I am so sorry, Eloise,” Mary Lou says as she holds Eloise’s hands.“It’s not your fault.” Eloise groans. “This would be so much easier if I did not have this secret I have been keeping too.Mary Lou sits up. “What secret?”**********It was six hours between the time that Mary Lou left and the time that Stanley returned from work but it felt like the longest day of Eloise’s life. She could not do anything else but stare miserably at that clock which seems to have been a constant reminder of the way her marriage is disintegrating. Eloise cannot make sense of all that is happening. Is this not the same Sta
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Silence fills Eloise and Stanley’s apartment to the brim. If a needle had dropped in that moment, it would have echoed as loud as silverware. If a door had creaked at its hinges. It would have sounded like a train derailed and ran straight into their living room. Stanley was looking at Eloise, his red face and wide eyes, smoking gun of his shock. Eloise on the other hand is looking at her husband worryingly, wondering why he is having such a reaction to what she had just told him. Surely, this could not be a total shock to him. Afterall, they were married. “Okay,” Eloise says, breaking the silence as she gets up to leave. “If you’re going to just stand there and look like a deer caught in the headlights, I’ll leave and give you a moment.”“No!” Stanley protests as he leaps forward and holds her hands, keeping her still. “I’m just a little surprised is all.”“Well, you would not be so surprised if you had paid me any attention these past few weeks,” Eloise tells him, her words and ton
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Mary Lou hears the sound of someone knocking on the door to the apartment she shares with Eliza and Fay but chooses to ignore it, opting instead to stay in her room and avoid any form of interaction. However, when she hears footsteps approaching her and the sound of a knock on her door, she knows that she cannot avoid this. “Mary Lou,” Fay says as she slowly pokes her head into the room. “There’s someone here to see you.” “Who is it?” Mary Lou asks. “A man,” Fay answers with a whisper. “He has flowers.” Mary Lou groans. Not that she is not a fan of flowers. Quite the opposite. In fact, she is a sucker for such gestures but she knows who that man is most likely to be – Logan. Logan Michaelson, the theater director who was initially rude to Mary Lou when he met her at his audition and then invited her on a date after she stood up for herself. She has been avoiding him ever since the date. Her excuse was that there was a bigger issue to focus on – the possibility that Stanley w
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It has been a week since Eloise told her husband that she is pregnant and things have been going smoother than she expected. She has been able to hide the pregnancy from everyone although doing so from her friends was a bit of a chore. It was hard convincing Mary Lou, Eliza and Fay that the conversation she had with Stanley simply ended when he told her the truth about what he has been up to. However, when she revealed nothing more, they chose to take her word for it albeit with some skepticism. Every night since then, Stanley has returned home earlier and exceedingly happy. As a form of ritual, he would pick Eloise up when she opens the door and spin her around until she screams at him to put her down. Then he would drop her gently on the couch, stare longingly into her eyes and place a gentle kiss on her forehead and then her tummy.Eloise always protests and acts as though these playful but sweet acts of his annoy her but in their repetition but she enjoys it so much that she alwa
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Eloise pushes the shopping cart through the polished aisles of the grocery store, each step echoing softly on the tiled floor. The store is brightly lit, with wide aisles that provide a clear view of the meticulously arranged shelves, As she moves toward the bakery section, the comforting aroma of freshly baked bread and pastries wafts through the air, mingling with the faint scent of coffee brewing at the nearby café. Soft, soothing background music plays with the murmur of other shoppers discussing their purchases or catching up on their day. Eloise pauses by the dairy section, scanning the neatly arranged rows of milk, yogurt, and cheeses. As she rounds the corner near the dairy section, she nearly collides with a tall, familiar figure. "Eloise?” the man exclaims, his voice tinged with surprise and delight. Eloise looks up, her eyes widening. “Thomas! It’s been ages!” Thomas Wilson, her old boss from the magazine where she first worked as an assistant when she moved to Ne
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Stanley and Eloise stand at the entrance of Emily’s grand townhouse, their hearts pounding in unison. The air is crisp with the bite of the approaching winter. Police officers surround them and their presence is a comforting assurance of safety. Before they walk forward, Eloise looks to Stanley who gives her a reassuring look. The lead detective knock gently and after a short while, the door swings open to reveal Emily. As always, she is poised and elegant in a short black dress and black heels. Her hair is blown out and light so that the wind from the outside blows them freely. In her hand is a half full glass of wine which she holds on tightly too for dear life. When she sees those before her, her eyes widen in surprise. The surprise is quickly replaced by panic. "What’s the meaning of this?" she demands, her voice dripping with disdain. "Emily Flores," one of the officers steps forward, "you are under arrest for conspiracy, harassment, and endangerment." Emily’s composed facad
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The streets of New York City are just as busy and lively as they usually are but to Stanley, they feel distant and muted. The crisp air bites at his skin, a stark reminder of the approaching winter. The sky is a heavy gray, threatening snow that hasn't yet begun to fall. The wind whistles through the tall buildings, carrying the scent of roasted chestnuts from a vendor just a few feet away and the sharp, metallic tang of cold concrete. Stanley pulls his coat tighter around himself. As he walks, his breath is visible in the cold. The city's sounds—the honking of cars, the chatter of pedestrians, the distant wail of a siren—blend into a background hum that he barely registers. His mind is elsewhere, consumed by the revelations of the past few days. He thinks about the pieces that have fallen into place, the clues that led him to understand who is responsible for the turmoil that has gripped their lives. The manipulation, the threats, the orchestrated events—all designed to destabiliz
