Timothy stepped out of the car, his face a canvas of guilt and disbelief. His eyes met mine, and for a moment, all the words we couldn't say hung in the air between us. Suddenly, he came rushing toward me, wrapping me in a hug that felt all to comforting. Trapped in his warm hold, I could barely c
I wanted to dismiss Timothy from my life after all this, but why did that feel so wrong? The interrogation room was stark and cold, the harsh fluorescent lights casting an unforgiving glare on everything. I sat there, the weight of the events that had unfolded hanging heavy around me. The officers
In the days that followed, I made a conscious effort to regain my sense of agency. I threw myself into my work, channeling my frustration into every task I tackled. Aria and Lucas were by my side, offering unwavering support as I navigated the aftermath of the revelations. Bruce was still in the ho
My plan was going surprisingly well. I guess good makeup and a dress was bound to draw an audience. As I slid into the seat beside him, the man leaned in and chuckled. “Can I buy you a drink?" I returned his smile, my confidence growing with each step. "Sure, why not?" As he ordered our drinks, I
He looped his arms beneath my thighs and hoisted me up, latching back onto my lips as he carried me to the bed. As I flopped onto the lumpy mattress, I looked into his eyes, searching for something—an answer, a sign. But all I found was my own uncertainty reflected back at me. And then, just as the
The nightclub's vibrant atmosphere pulsed with energy, a symphony of flashing lights and pounding beats that reverberated through the air. Timothy and Ethan were immersed in the rhythmic dance, the pulsating music and vibrant crowd. For Timothy, this night was meant to be an escape—a chance to shed
His phone buzzed on the nightstand beside him. With a yawn, Timothy leaned over before realizing that he was lying stark naked beneath those sheets. He gave them a small tug and felt a small resistance on the other side of him, although someone was still applying their weight to it. Beside him, the
The hospital room was bathed in the sterile, fluorescent glow of overhead lights as I hesitated at the threshold. Fear gnawed at my insides as I stared at the closed door, beyond which lay the man who had tormented my life for far too long—Bruce. Visiting him in the hospital had not been an easy d