The reflection staring back at me in the mirror seemed foreign, like a stranger I once knew but lost touch with. I adjusted the collar of my shirt, attempting to straighten out the mess that was my life. Mia bustled around the room, looking feverishly for something. "Evie, darling, could you spin
I hesitated for a moment, watching her smile at me expectantly. But ultimately, I pushed aside my doubts and plastered on a smile. “I’m fine with either. Can I please see your wedding dress?” I asked once more. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t curious. My mother, once so modest in the face of n
The air crackled with tension as Lucas stood in the doorway, his presence a stark reminder of the chaos that swirled around us. Mia shifted uneasily beside me, her eyes darting between Lucas and the dress in my hands. "Lucas, I..." Mia began, her voice faltering as she struggled to find the right
Anxiety knotted my stomach as Lucas steered the car through the winding streets towards the hospital. The tension in the air was palpable, thick enough to suffocate. My mind raced with questions, each more urgent than the last. The image of Aria lying unconscious haunted me, her delicate features ma
Mia's face paled beneath a mask of denial, her hands trembling as she reached for her purse. "I-I don't know how her phone got in there," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "It must be a mistake." But the truth was plain to see, the evidence of Mia's deceit laid bare before us like a
The sound of rushing water filled my ears as I stood frozen in shock, staring at the phone sinking into the toilet bowl. Mia's words echoed in my mind, a painful reminder of the betrayal that had just occurred. For a moment, I was paralyzed, unable to comprehend what had just happened. But then, a
TIMOTHY POV Timothy's fingers tightened around the phone, his breath hitching as he listened to the final click on the other end. The line went dead, leaving him with nothing but the bitter taste of defeat in his mouth. With a growl of frustration, he slammed the receiver back onto its hook and sl
“I heard you on the calls,” the man named Jared muttered, his voice gravelly with age and regret. Timothy’s curiosity surged. He studied Jared, noting the burn scars that marred his weathered skin. “What about them?” Timothy prodded, his pulse quickening with a mixture of apprehension and curiosit