"What'll it be?" the bartender asked, a smirk playing on his lips as he eyed Mia up and down. Mia ordered a vodka soda, while I opted for something a little stronger—a shot of tequila, the burn of alcohol searing down my throat. We found a quiet corner of the club, away from the pulsating lights
As we hurried back to the hotel, panic clawed at my insides like a wild animal. Mia's arm was a reassuring anchor around my shoulders, but it did little to calm the storm raging within me. My thoughts were a chaotic whirlwind, tossing around possibilities and fears like leaves in a tempest. "Are y
The hotel room felt stifling, suffocating me with its oppressive silence. I paced back and forth, my nerves stretched taut like a wire ready to snap. Timothy had been gone for what felt like an eternity, and with each passing moment, my anxiety mounted like a rising tide. When the door finally swu
Was my mother truly capable of murder? The question came and went, seeming more and more ludicrous with each mention. I couldn't deny the cold, hard truth staring me in the face: if she had killed all those people, what was to stop her from killing me if the time called for it? With trembling hand
Timothy wasted no time in springing into action, dropping to his knees beside Kamran and checking for a pulse. Relief flooded through me when he found a faint heartbeat, weak but steady beneath his fingertips. "He's still alive," Timothy breathed, his voice filled with relief. But my relief was
The air crackled with tension as Mia's grip tightened on my shoulders, her fingers digging into my skin like claws. I stared at her in stunned silence as she shook me violently, her voice rising to a fevered pitch. "He’s not breathing, Evie!" she screamed, her words echoing off the walls of the ho
The air hung heavy with tension, thick with unspoken accusations and simmering anger. I refused to budge, my eyes locked with Mia's in a silent battle of wills as Timothy attempted to give Kamran CPR. "There's nothing to tell, Evie," Mia insisted, her voice tight with frustration. "Knowing more th
I could feel the anger boiling within me, threatening to consume me whole as I struggled to make sense of the chaos unfolding before my eyes. “Was Stella in YOUR way?” I asked, my voice trembling with emotion. "Why did Stella have to die?" Mia's gaze hardened, her eyes blazing with a fierce dete
"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