"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