Emma felt the warm trickle of blood running down the side of her face where the gun had struck her. The metallic scent filled her nostrils as she looked up at Mr. Mario. His grip on her face was ironclad, his face mere inches from hers. His breath was hot and reeked of cigarettes as he hissed, “Don’t make me kill you, Emma. Don’t tempt me.”His voice was low and menacing, and Emma could feel the vibration of his words against her skin. She knew she was probably making the worst decision of her life, but it was the only thing she could think of. With a sudden, desperate resolve, she lunged forward and sank her teeth into his nose. She bit down hard, the taste of blood flooding her mouth, and pulled with all her might until she felt the flesh tear awayMr. Mario’s scream pierced the air, raw and filled with agony. Emma could see the shock and pain in his eyes as he clutched his nose, blood streaming through his fingers. Seizing the moment, Emma summoned every ounce of strength and let o
Emma clenched her hands in her lap, her knuckles white. She glanced at Lucas, who gave her a reassuring nod. "You can do this," he mouthed.After what felt like an eternity, it was time for the verdict. The judge's voice was firm, unyielding. "Mario Rodriguez, you are sentenced to a total of fifty years in prison for the rape of Kathy Callum, for human trafficking, drug trafficking, money laundering, and aiding murders. You will be eligible for parole after twenty five years."The courtroom buzzed with murmurs, but Emma barely heard them. She was focused on the look of shock and fury on Mr. Mario's face as he was led away in handcuffs. It was over. Truly over.Tears welled in her eyes, but this time they were tears of relief. Lucas squeezed her hand, and she turned to him, a tentative smile breaking through. "It's finally over," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.He nodded, pulling her into a hug. "You were amazing," he said softly. "So strong."Emma leaned into him, feeling
Emma Callum found herself in her expansive bedroom, fully aware that the time had come for her most significant era. It was a moment she had always dreaded, as it held the power to mold her future and dreams of a future with her fiancée seemingly crumbling before her eyes. Never in her twenty-five years on earth had she faced this intense fear and trepidation. The sense of unease while awaiting the final outcome of Trevor Maddox decision caused her heart to race, her blood to run cold as she locked eyes with her partner of five years.From the instant, she laid eyes on Trevor half a decade ago at a dinner party, Emma had plunged headlong into love. What made it extraordinary was that the affection was mutual from the onset. It seemed like destiny had orchestrated their fateful encounter, both experiencing love at first sight. A love she thought they had both nature and cherish together and ready to fight for.As the saying goes, "When you meet the right person, you just know." Emma co
The next day, Emma woke up to find the food and expensive champagne she had prepared untouched, even after staying up late, waiting for trevor so they could have dinner together, talk about what's going on and renew your vow of love to eachother, but Trevor's still nowhere in sight. She mentally reproached herself for not paying attention to these signs. Now, everything was becoming clear - something was wrong with Trevor, and it had nothing to do with her or her job.She had tried to reach out to him numerous times, but his secretary always answered his calls and gave excuses as to why he couldn't speak to her. Emma thought about going to his workplace but remembered how much Trevor disliked surprise visits. That had caused their first fight when she showed up unannounced for lunch; she had passed by the secretary's office, hoping to inquire if Trevor was in a meeting, only to find her office empty. She furrowed her brows as she made her way to his office, and upon entering, she saw
Despite recognizing Trevor's imperfections, Emma believed in his inherent goodness. Despite his flaws, she entrusted him with her whole heart, confident that they could weather any storm that came their way.Caleb had always been a pillar of support, more akin to a family member than a friend. Whenever Emma encountered challenges with Trevor, Caleb would step in to help soothe the turmoil. She intended to seek his counsel and have him mediate with Trevor.Relationships are rarely flawless; they can be complex and demanding. Sometimes, conflicts arise, forcing individuals to reevaluate everything, even though staying with that person still feels right.As they both committed to safeguarding their love and partnership, the situation began to brighten. However, this time, Trevor's demeanor exuded an unfamiliar iciness, and the suitcases he had brought hinted at an irreversible departure. Emma was repulsed by the emptiness in Trevor's gaze, as fear and unease settled within her, threatenin
Trevor's subtle grin was one she had never seen before. It was sickening, dangerous, cruel, but unintentional, spreading across his face.As his lips curved into a previously unseen smile, Emma couldn't help but feel a twinge of confusion. For years, she had never seen him display such a callous yet unintended expression, not until this very moment in their shared bedroom. "I've tried, Emma," he stated solemnly, locking his gaze with hers. "You have no idea how long I've been forcing myself to speak those words to you every day, just to keep you happy.""What?..." Emma's stomach dropped as a sudden shock coursed through her body. She could feel a sudden pang of pain as though a sharp knife melted in fire was pierced through her heart, it makes her eyes water, her throat suddenly run dry.For twenty-five years of her life, Emma had never been hit in the stomach before. And yet, in this moment, she felt like she had been dealt a brutal blow.She took a step back from him, fearing that t
" I never drink to get drunk, but I drink too much, and it's all because of you. I have to drink in order for you to be content with me sleeping in the same bed as you. I drink so that I can forget that we share the same bed, that someone else is sleeping next to me, to avoid touching you or making love to you because I don't feel any attraction whatsoever for you.""That's not true," Emma tried to protest, her voice breaking into a whisper. She bit her tongue to hold back the curse on the tip of it – she knew how much it disgusted Trevor when she cursed. So many overwhelming emotions bubbled up within her, and she didn't know which ones to cling to.Trevor swallowed hard, " You asked me if being with you is settling, right?" Trevor's devilishly nodded his head, his piercing gaze never leaving Emma, " Yes, being with you is settling. Settling for less, settling for someone who is no way a match for me"Ignoring the look of hurt and disbelief on Emma's face, Trevor continued to shred h
Upon securing his suitcases and clutching the handle, Trevor turned to her and announced, "I'm leaving right now." Emma's heart raced as she moved closer, driven by an intense urge to lock the door, discard the key, weep, plead, and take any action necessary to make him stay. She longed to engage in their routine conversations, hoping he would grasp the importance of their shared life.Her arms reached out to him imploringly, but he shrugged her off as he brushed past her. A surge of rejection, mingled with anguish and shame, filled her chest, while Trevor felt a wave of disgust creeping over him as he left the bedroom, passing by the photos that adorned the walls, capturing their memories. Unmoved by Emma's cries, he continued down the hallway."Trevor, wait, please!" Emma chased after him, fueled solely by love, oblivious to any other thoughts. Her heart overflowed with affection for the man who had shattered her heart and dreams, indifferent to her pain and suffering."My ride is o