I awoke to the tantalizing scent of something delicious wafting through the air. Blinking sleep from my eyes, I found Timothy sitting beside me on the bed, a tray of breakfast balanced on his lap. "Good morning, beautiful," he greeted, leaning in to kiss me softly on the lips. "I thought I'd treat
Jet lag was a cruel mistress, clinging to my bones as Timothy and I stumbled through the threshold of my apartment. Heaving a sigh of relief, I allowed Timothy to relieve me of the burdensome weight of my luggage, feeling every ounce of exhaustion weighing me down. "Thanks, Tim," I murmured, my vo
Aria's eyes widened in shock, her hand frozen midway to her lips as she processed my words. "What do you mean?" she demanded, her voice tinged with disbelief. "Your mother is... a serial killer?" I nodded, my throat constricting with each passing moment. "She's the 'Black Widow,'" I admitted, the
The next day dawned with a sense of surrealism, as if the events of the past few days had unfolded in some distant dream. I went through the motions of getting ready for work, the familiar routine providing a semblance of normalcy amidst the chaos that had engulfed my life. As I emerged from my be
But even as the hours stretched on, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at the edges of my mind. The weight of my mother's actions hung heavy upon me, a constant reminder of the darkness that lurked within the depths of my own family. As the clock ticked closer to the end of the wor
Against my better judgment, I found myself standing outside the imposing walls of the jail, my heart pounding in my chest as I prepared to face the woman who had once been my mother. Mia was waiting for me, her expression carefully composed as she put on a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "
TIMOTHY POV Timothy’s footsteps echoed against the pavement as he made his way to Ethan’s house. The chill of the evening air nipped at his skin, but determination warmed his veins. He had to confront Ethan, to reclaim Duke, and to settle the unease that had plagued their friendship. Reaching th
Timothy stood outside the sports center, his breath forming misty clouds in the chill morning air. His heart pounded with a mixture of anticipation and dread as he prepared to confront Mr. Porter, the club leader, about his reinstatement to the hockey team. With a determined stride, Timothy pushed