I felt the gnawing ache in my stomach as I sat in the dimly lit shed, weak from hunger. I returned to cutting at the rope, but my movements were less methodical and more robotic as I grew tired. It looked like midday, but I wasn’t sure if that was a whole day that had passed by, or perhaps more tha
“But anyway,” he switched the conversation, looking satisfied that he’d drawn out my tears. “I called lover boy, and he said he’d be here promptly to ‘bash my head in’.” He made air quotes around that last part, but I could hear the tension in his voice. He stood up and dusted off his pants before
The air in the shed grew thick with tension as Bruce hovered over Timothy, his knife dripping with blood. Timothy was sprawled on the ground, his injured shoulder clutched in his hand. “Oh, God!” I screamed, though it was muffled through the tape. Bruce's face contorted with a mix of anger and des
Timothy took the knife at my feet and began working on the ropes. Within a few cuts, I was freed. I felt compelled to reach out and touch his hand, my thumbs ghosting over his marred skin. "Thank you," I whispered. Timothy's shoulders relaxed slightly as he closed his hands around mine. "I won't l
The nearest hospital was a few miles away, and the drive felt like an eternity. I kept glancing back at Timothy, worried about his condition. He had saved my life, and now he might pay for it. Finally, we arrived at the hospital's emergency room entrance and I shifted the car into park. I looked ba
Aria's tone softened. "Oh, Evie, I'm sorry. Is Timothy okay?" "I don't know yet," I admitted with a sniffle. "The doctors are examining him now. It's been so long, and I'm scared, Aria. I'm really scared." "Try to stay strong, Evie," Aria encouraged. "Timothy is a tough guy, and he'll make it thro
The hospital room was dimly lit, casting a flourescent glow over Timothy's frail form lying in the bed. A cry escaped my lips at the sight of him in such a weakened state. His face was pale, and his eyes were heavy with pain. Fresh tears welled in my eyes as I approached his bedside. As I walked cl
He sighed, his lips parting at my touch. His skin was so cold, it must’ve felt nice that I was sharing my warmth. "One night,” I continued, “It all escalated. I was in my room, lying down, when I heard Bruce creeping into my room. He kept trying to pin me down, saying...” I paused, watching Timoth
"Plenty of space here,” he started. “I figured…we could easily convert this into a nursery someday." My heart skipped a beat at his words, the mere suggestion sending a wave of emotions crashing over me. A nursery—our nursery. The thought of starting a family with Timothy filled me with a sense of
As Timothy led me through the threshold, his hands cupping my eyes gently, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in my chest. This was it—the moment we had been waiting for. Our new beginning, our haven. Duke trotted alongside us, his tail wagging in anticipation. I could sense the air th
The flight back home felt like a whirlwind, the memories of our honeymoon paradise fading into the background as the reality of returning to our everyday lives set in. But as the plane touched down and we made our way through the bustling airport, a knot of anxiety tightened in my chest at the thoug
"Welcome, welcome!" she exclaimed, her voice as sweet as honey. "Would you like to try some of our local fruits?" We nodded eagerly, and she began slicing pieces of fruit with practiced ease, offering them to us on skewers. I reached for a slice of mango, its flesh ripe and juicy beneath my finger
As the plane descended toward the island, my heart fluttered with excitement. The anticipation bubbled within me as the tropical paradise came into view, its crystal-clear waters shimmering like liquid sapphires beneath the golden sun. We stepped off the plane into paradise, the air heavy with the
When it finally came time to, he entered me, and my teeth clenched as I stretched around his erection. I gasped as he began to move inside me, each thrust slow and deep. The pleasure intensified until at last I was teetering on the edge of oblivion. I clung to him desperately, my nails digging into
As the festivities of our wedding night drew to a close, Timothy and I found ourselves heading up to the honeymoon suite, drunk on love and excitement. The air crackled with anticipation as we stumbled through the door, our laughter echoing off the walls. The soft glow of candlelight cast ethereal
The lights dimmed and the room fell silent. On the large screen at the front of the room, images of Timothy and his mother, Lydia, began to flash by, accompanied by gentle music that tugged at the heartstrings. I watched as Timothy's tearful gaze locked onto the screen, his eyes filled with a mixt
As I stood at the altar, my heart pounding with nervous anticipation, I could feel the weight of the moment bearing down on me like a heavy cloak. But as Timothy approached, his eyes shining with love and adoration, the world around me seemed to fall away, leaving only the two of us in its wake. W