EMILY“Food’s ready, Emily,” my mother called from the kitchen, her voice warm as always. “Come carry your plate.”I walked over to her, and as I approached, she raised an eyebrow. “So, how did you feel now that you've finally got rid of that bastard?”A smile tugged at my lips, but it quickly faded. “Oh, I am really happy,” I said, though my voice faltered. Something in me wasn’t quite satisfied.My mother studied me. “What’s wrong? You don’t seem so happy.”I shrugged, unsure of how to explain the emptiness I felt. “I don’t know, Mom. It’s just… I don’t feel completely satisfied. What I did doesn’t change the fact that I still couldn’t get Sebastian.”In my mind, I saw him again. I still thought about him. I still dreamed about him. And now, with Callie gone, it felt like the last thread of hope had slipped away.I looked at my mother, making up my mind. “Since I can’t have Sebastian, I don’t want any other woman to have him, either. The best thing to do now is to get rid of him for
SEBASTIAN My heart stopped. The room tilted as I struggled to breathe. Excuse me? The words barely escaped my lips. “What did you just say?” The officer asked also in shock. He leaned forward, his eyes narrowing on Emily.“She’s dead,” Emily repeated. Tears streaked her pale cheeks, but her expression was void of remorse.I surged to my feet, my heart pounding like a war drum. “You’re lying!” My voice thundered through the room, and a sharp ache shot through my chest. “Callie isn’t dead! You’re just trying to…”“I’m not lying,” Emily cut me off, her gaze locked on mine. “I paid a group of men to handle her. I met them in a bar. I didn’t know their names, only where they hung out. They agreed for cash. I told them to meet me at Harper Valley.”My stomach twisted into knots. “Why, Emily? Why would you do this?”She wiped her tears, her hands trembling. “Because I couldn’t stand watching her with you! She didn’t deserve you.”The officer slammed his hand on the table, making us both ju
CALLIE“No,” I whispered, shaking my head as my breathing grew rapid. “No, please. Not this. What do we do?.” The words tumbled out in a frantic rush as my vision blurred with tears. My legs gave out beneath me, and I crumpled to the ground.Nora crouched beside me, her eyes full of concern. “Callie, we can’t fall apart now,” she said gently. “We need to figure out how to get off this island… quietly and as soon as possible.”What’s the point of running when the world always finds new ways to corner you?My hands trembled as I clutched at the sand. “I’m tired,” I murmured, my voice barely audible. “I’m so tired, Nora. Every time I try to trust someone, they betray me. Life just… keeps getting worse. Maybe it’s better if I just stay here. Let this place take me.”My tears fell freely now, mixing with the grains of sand beneath me. “What’s the point of surviving if it only leads to more pain?”Nora sat down closer to me. She didn’t rush to comfort me or dismiss my despair. Instead, she
Ethan sat slumped in the parlor, staring blankly at the floor, his mind consumed by thoughts of Callie. The days without her felt like a slow suffocation, and the pain of not knowing where she was, or if she was even alive, gnawed at him relentlessly. His mother, Charlotte, looked over at him from the dining table, her face filled with concern. “Ethan,” she said softly, “You haven’t touched your food. You should come eat with us. It's been days since you've had a decent meal.” He didn’t even glance up. “I’m not hungry.” Charlotte exchanged a look with her husband, then sighed. “What is it about that girl? What was it about Callie that had both you and Sebastian losing your minds? She’s just… a normal lady, Ethan.” Ethan finally turned to face her, his eyes red and exhausted. “You wouldn’t understand, Mom,” he muttered, his voice heavy with frustration. “She’s not just anyone.” Charlotte’s expression softened, but before she could respond, his father, Mr Thompson, spoke up.
CALLIEThe dull ache in my head woke me first, followed by the sharp bite of the ropes cutting into my wrists. I blinked through the dim light, realizing I was tied to a chair.Oh not again. At this point I was fed up. I couldn’t stop the tears that streamed down my cheeks. Can this just end already?Turning my head, I saw Nora slumped in the chair beside me. She was awake but visibly drained. Her head tilted slightly as she noticed me stir."Hey," I said weakly.“Morning, sunshine.” She managed to say with a smirk.“Morning,” I croaked. “Well, this is cozy.”Nora snorted. “Yeah, the décor’s giving ‘serial killer chic.’ Love the ambiance.”I managed a weak laugh. “We’ve hit rock bottom, haven’t we?”“Yep,” Nora said, glancing around. “And guess what? No badass headline for us. No ‘Two Queens Conquer Island.’”I burst into laughter, tears streaming down my face. “And I was really banking on that one! The world deserves our epic story.”Nora joined in, her own laughter shaky but genuine
CALLIE I blinked at her, still trying to process what just happened. "Wait a minute. Nora, are you telling me you’re an undercover agent?"Nora scratched the back of her head, her smirk now replaced with a sheepish grin. “Yeah… kind of.”My jaw dropped. “So, the whole story about your dad killing your mom, the tragedy that supposedly brought you here… that was a lie?”She sighed, guilt flashing in her eyes. “Yeah, Callie. I’m really sorry for lying to you. I needed a cover. I’ve been tracking this guy- our ‘host’- for years. He’s a ghost. No one could get close to him. I had to take some risks to get here.”I crossed my arms, trying to contain the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me. This was shocking, no, mind-blowing. Never in a million years did I expect this.I was supposed to be furious with her, but the anger just wasn’t coming. Sure, she’d lied… about everything. But when I thought about it, about the danger we’d been in, I realized something: if Nora hadn’t been here, I’
SEBASTIAN I could barely contain my excitement as I drove to the police station. For the first time in weeks, my heart felt light. Callie was safe.The station came into view, and I pulled into the lot. My eyes immediately caught sight of a car I wished I hadn’t recognized. Ethan’s car.Why the hell was he here before me? No matter what, I was going to tell the truth.I tried to shake off the unsettling feeling as I parked and climbed out.As I walked inside, the noise of the station buzzed around me, but my focus narrowed to the two figures standing near the far wall. Callie. And Ethan.The smile that had been plastered on my face faded instantly.Ethan’s voice was low but clear. “I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t eat. Callie, I was going insane not knowing if you were okay.” His words were filled with emotion, his hands gripping her shoulders as he looked into her eyes.Callie’s response was soft, her hands reaching up to touch his arms. “I missed you too, Ethan,” she said, her voice wav
CALLIE“What the hell?” I blurted, my heart racing as I stared at the screen.Ethan was at my side in an instant. “What happened?”Wordlessly, I handed him the phone. His eyes scanned the message, and his jaw clenched.‘I’m giving you a few days to leave Ethan, you harlot. He’s mine.’Ethan’s face darkened. “What the… who sent this?” he demanded, his voice laced with anger.“It’s from an unknown number,” I muttered, collapsing onto the bed. My hands trembled as I rubbed my temples. “I can’t believe this. I just got back, Ethan. I’m still trying to process everything that’s happened, and now this?”Ethan sat beside me, his expression shifting from anger to concern. “Callie, don’t let this get to you. Whoever sent that message is just trying to mess with your head.”“But why? Who could hate me this much?” I asked, my voice breaking. “I’ve already been through so much. I’m not ready to dive into another nightmare because of some delusional person who thinks they have a claim on you.”Eth
CALLIEI slapped Sebastian’s chest, the frustration bubbling inside me. “You should’ve just told me all this sooner! You could’ve spared me all the stress and drama.”He winced slightly, “I didn’t want to tell you because I knew you’d be scared. You wouldn’t have agreed to let my guy shoot her. Not here, not today.”I was about to retort when I glanced around, my gaze landing on the guests who still remained eerily silent. My heart tightened with a sudden wave of discomfort. “Wait… have the guests been informed about all of this? About what’s happening?”Sebastian gave me that damn smile of his, the one that made everything seem like it was under control. “Oh, they know. I had to tell them. I didn’t want there to be chaos when it all went down.”I narrowed my eyes. “You’re not serious,” I muttered, lightly hitting his head playfully. "You had to make sure everything went according to plan, even the guests."He chuckled softly. “Callie, you’re the one who’s always thinking things throu
CALLIEMy eyes were locked on Charlotte, blood staining the carpet around her. Why wasn’t anyone else reacting? Then, without warning, the doors burst open.Police officers flooded the room. I didn’t even have time to breathe before Nora walked in. She was followed by two other officers, their hands ready on their holsters.She moved toward Charlotte, her eyes scanning the scene slowly. The entire room seemed to tense as the officers approached Charlotte, who was still writhing on the floor, her hands desperately clutching at her bleeding legs."Charlotte Lawson," Nora’s voice rang out, echoing through the room, "You are under arrest for attempted murder. You’re also charged with the murder of Damon Wright and the murder of your son, Lucas Lawson."My heart skipped a beat. Attempted murder? Who’s Damon? Charlotte let out a painful, strangled scream as Nora and the officers knelt beside her. Her eyes were wide with terror, disbelief written all over her face. She tried to push hersel
CALLIEIt was my day. My fucking wedding day.They were doing my makeup, but I couldn’t stop staring at my reflection. The brushes moved across my face like they were supposed to, but my mind kept drifting, wondering how the hell I had ended up here. This was supposed to be the day I’d dreamed about since I was a little girl, the perfect celebration of love and happiness. But instead, all I could think about was how surreal it felt. Was this really happening? Was I really about to marry Sebastian?The makeup artist was still blending foundation on my cheeks, oblivious to the whirlwind in my head. The soft smell of flowers, the faint noise of voices around me…it all seemed like a dream.How did I get here? How had I gone from feeling like I was losing everything to standing here, about to walk down the aisle with the man who’d promised me forever?I caught my reflection again, my eyes roaming over the dress. It was beautiful, something I never thought I’d get to wear.The past few mon
SEBASTIANI kept my eyes on the road, but my attention was mostly on Callie. She was sitting there quiet, her fingers tapping nervously against her knee. I knew she was still upset about Charlotte… hell, I was too…but this surprise... it was meant to take her mind off things. It was meant to make her forget all about that witch and focus on us.I glanced over at her, and for a moment, our eyes met. I could see the worry still clouding her thoughts, but her lips curled up just slightly. That was all I needed. I wasn’t giving up. I had promised her everything, and I would keep that promise.I loved Callie more than anything. The thought of her standing by my side for the rest of our lives filled me with a sense of pride I couldn’t put into words. But today… today was about proving it. I wasn’t just going to let some meddling woman ruin our joy. Not today. Not ever.I pulled up to the curb, the tires rolling over the gravel, and stopped in front of the building. My heart was racing, my
CALLIEThe bell chimed softly as we stepped into the cake shop, the rich scent of vanilla and chocolate filled the air. The baker, a cheerful woman in her forties with flour dusting her apron, welcomed us with a bright smile.“Good afternoon!” she greeted. “You must be the Thompsons?”“That’s us,” Sebastian replied, wrapping an arm around my waist. “Or at least, soon-to-be Thompsons.”I smiled, still thinking about my wedding dress. I had just bought my dream wedding gown… a simple but stunning straight dress. I couldn’t wait to wear it as I walked down the aisle to marry the man standing beside me.The baker ushered us to a cozy table near the counter, where a variety of cake samples had already been laid out. “Alright, let’s get started. These are some of our most popular flavors. Feel free to let me know if there’s something specific you’d like to try.”We sat down, and I immediately reached for a small fork, eager to dive in. Sebastian, on the other hand, leaned back in his chair
CALLIEI was in the kitchen, still in my pajamas, hair tied up in a loose bun, trying to focus on slicing tomatoes without nicking my fingers.The scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, and I found it comforting as I hummed softly to myself.I was just about to layer the slices onto the bread when a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind, pulling me gently against a warm chest.“My fiancée,” Sebastian’s deep voice purred into my ear, sending a shiver down my spine, “what are you cooking?”I smiled, not even bothering to turn around. “My fiancé,” I replied, mimicking his tone, “I’m making sandwiches for breakfast.”He chuckled, the sound vibrating against my back. “Sandwiches?” he murmured, his lips grazing my neck. “I don’t want to eat sandwiches.”I paused, raising an eyebrow as I turned slightly to look at him. “Oh? What do you want to eat then?”Sebastian grinned, his dark eyes gleaming mischievously as he leaned closer. “You.”I rolled my eyes, though I cou
SEBASTIANCallie looked at me, her eyes filled with concern. "What's wrong?" she asked gently, sensing the shift in my mood.I let out a deep breath, leaning back in my chair. "Charlotte was released from prison."She blinked at me, clearly not processing the news at first. "What? How? Why?""Yeah," I sighed. "Turns out, they didn’t have enough to hold her. So, she’s free."Callie’s eyebrows shot up, her lips parting in shock. "She’s free? Just like that?"I nodded. "Yeah, just like that. But it’s fine. I’m meeting with Nora tomorrow. We’ll figure this out."She leaned forward, concern etched on her face. "But if she’s out, doesn’t that complicate things? What if she comes after you again?"I smiled, a slow grin spreading across my face. "Charlotte thinks she’s smart, but I’m smarter. I’ve got a plan. A backup plan."She lifted her head. "Backup plan?"I leaned in a little, lowering my voice. "Plan B. It’s time to put it into motion."Callie sat back in her chair, eyes locked on mine
CALLIE The videographer approached us, his camera now lowered. “Congratulations,” he said warmly, extending his hand to Sebastian. “This turned out beautifully. I’ll have the footage edited and sent to you by tonight.”“Thanks, Matt,” Sebastian replied, shaking his hand. “You did an incredible job.”Matt nodded at me with a kind smile. “You’re going to love this when you see it. Congratulations again.”“Thank you,” I said, still slightly dazed by the realization that this entire moment had been documented. As Matt packed up his equipment and walked away, Sebastian turned to me, his hand resting lightly on my back.“Come on,” he said, steering me toward a table set up a few feet away.The table was set with twinkling candles, a crisp white tablecloth, and an array of dishes and wines.I stopped short, taking it all in. “Sebastian… this is incredible.”“I wanted it to be perfect,” he said simply, pulling out a chair for me. “For you.”The music continued to play softly in the backgroun
CALLIESebastian parked the car in a reserved spot, cutting the engine before stepping out. I barely had time to open my door before he was already there, holding out his hand for me like some kind of gallant prince.“Seriously?” I teased, slipping my hand into his as he helped me out of the car. “You’re making me feel like we’re about to walk a red carpet.”He chuckled, his grip gentle as we strolled toward the venue. The pathway was illuminated with fairy lights that twinkled like stars. The soft hum of live music floated through the cool evening air.I glanced at him, shaking my head with a bemused smile. “Sebastian, I don’t understand anymore. Isn’t this just dinner? You’re acting like this is some kind of royal event.”He stopped walking for a moment, turning to face me. His dark eyes softened as he brushed a strand of hair off my face. “It’s not just dinner, Callie. You’ve been through so much lately, and I wanted to give you something... magical. You deserve it.”My heart did t