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Twists and Turns. CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE. TRUST.
It was good that Daniel’s study was wide enough to contain the people sitting in there currently. Daniel sat behind his desk, Tyler and Siao sitting together, Lizzy and George also together, Asher sat beside Rory who was as far away from Daniel as she could get and Emma leaned against the wall. She was also invited seeing that she was the lawyer on the case.Silent and tense the room was as everyone was preoccupied with their thoughts, waiting. “What did you eat this morning, Asher?” Rory asked quietly. Her face was pale and scrunched up in mild disgust. She didn’t like the smell emitting from Asher one bit and was trying to hold it in.“I haven’t eaten anything today,” Asher replied and eyed Rory. “Are you okay? You don’t look well.” “I’m fine,” she swatted Asher’s hand that reached out to touch her forehead. “I think this meeting is a waste of time,” Emma spoke up, edgily.“And when was your opinion on this matter ever important?” Daniel riposted, glaring at her. She almost shrun
Last Updated : 2024-09-02Twists and Turns. CHAPTER EIGHTY-SIX. THE CONFIRMATION.
With the help of Terrence, Rory managed to evade Daniel’s bodyguards and the reporters and went to the hospital. She had been getting sick every morning, puking, and the things she usually ate didn’t seem eatable to her anymore. When she entered the office of the doctor who was meant to attend to her she was stunned. The doctor had bluish-green eyes with one more blue and the other more green, a bright smile plastered on his face, and some of his blonde hair falling to his forehead. Daniel was out-worldly but this man was simply striking, with his upturned nose. “Come in, have a seat, Mrs Froster.” He gestured for her to take a seat and she did. “I’m Doctor Eric, so what complaints do you have today?” The way he stared at Rory so intently made her uncomfortable and she shifted in her chair. “Nausea, dizzy spells, loss of appetite and fatigue.” She listed out and Eric gave her a meaningful look. “You do know what all these means, don’t you?” She nodded, “I do but I want to be sur
Last Updated : 2024-09-02Twists and Turns. CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN. DIVORCE.
Hours bled into days and days into weeks as Rory’s only solace was staying in her room, refusing to see anyone even Daniel. She had lost her child. Her baby before she could even hold it. The doctors said she was fed an abortion pill but who could have done such a cruel thing? She felt like it was the same person who had tampered with the serum and she wasn’t surprised. But why would someone go after her? The only person she could think of was Samantha. After all, she had the motive to do so.Interrupting her from her thoughts, was the door opening and Daniel walked in. She remained where she was, sitting at the edge of the bed.“How long did you know?” She was obviously talking about her identity.“The time when your leg was injured and we had to perform surgery. I asked Frank to investigate you thoroughly.” He answered truthfully. She pushed herself from the bed and faced Daniel. “Did you also deem this unimportant?”“It wasn’t unimportant and I was going to tell you the truth.”“W
Last Updated : 2024-09-02Twists and Turns. CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT. ACCIDENTS.
“I lurk in the shadows, unseen and unknown,I strike without notice, like a seed never sown.I twist your fate with a cold, sudden grip,Leaving you gasping as I make my slip.What am I?”Rory’s brows furrowed at the message. Thinking back to all the riddles she had been getting she realized that every time something bad was about to happen, the app seemed to know. Was she overthinking this? She didn’t believe in coincidences, so her suspicion only grew.“Aurora, is something the matter? You haven’t touched your food.” Nana Clarisse, soft voice snapped her out of her thoughts. Rory had been staying with her in the new apartment she got for her after renovating the flower shop. She knew she had a family but right now she just wanted to be alone and most importantly, her Nana didn’t know anything about what was going on in her life, so she didn’t have to think about them.“It’s fine. I’m just a little tired, that’s all.” She gave a tight-lipped smile to the older woman, not wanting to w
Last Updated : 2024-09-04Twists and Turns. CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE. BACHELOR.
Daniel was behind his desk, Oliver seated in front of the desk and Rory at his side. “First, we have to put all the clues we've had so far for the past three years,” Daniel said. “Three years? Didn't everything start this year?” Rory furrowed brows. “I’ve been receiving threatening messages from an unknown number after Blaire’s banquet. The first one was sent to Malcolm: ‘Sleeping beauty has pricked her finger.’” “And you didn't think to tell me? That my kidnapping was not by the Devanes?” Rory’s voice hardened. She wondered what other things he was hiding. Their hug at the hospital didn't mean their relationship was fixed. She wasn't sure if their relationship could ever be mended. “Let’s not stray off-topic for now. We know that the person involved likes riddles but is more straightforward when speaking to Daniel which means he has a personal vendetta against Daniel. Targeting Daniel is the goal since he attacked his mother first.” “The person also loves anagrams and is
Last Updated : 2024-09-04Twists and Turns. CHAPTER NINETY. LLIERAM.
Aurora sat at the long, polished oak table, the clink of silverware on china filling the air. The dining room was imposing with its towering walls lined with ancestral portraits that seemed to watch her every move. Her family—the family she had only just found out about—sat across from her, each holding a strange, silent tension. It was as though she were a foreign object, placed delicately on the surface of their world, and no one was quite sure what to do with her. Her mother, Anita, sat at the head of the table, her face a carefully constructed mask of poise, though Aurora could see the warmth of curiosity beneath. Her eyes darted occasionally to Aurora, as though she couldn't quite believe her daughter was real. Her father, Romero, gripped his wine glass a little too tightly. Emiliano sat across from her, Santiago beside her, and Diego, another brother she just found out that she had sat beside Santi. Then there was Antonio. Her twin brother was seated directly across from her.
Last Updated : 2024-09-14Twists and Turns. CHAPTER NINTY-ONE. JORDAN.
Daniel stepped into the dimly lit house, expecting the usual stillness, but instead, a strange scent filled the air—coppery, metallic. His pulse quickened as he scanned the room, his eyes freezing at a horrifying sight. Butler Zoe, his loyal companion, sat slumped against the couch, blood staining his white shirt, the fabric darkened around a bullet wound in his chest. “Zoe!” Daniel’s voice broke as he rushed forward, falling to his knees. His hands hovered over the wound, shaking, unsure where to press, where to help. Zoe’s breath was shallow, each inhale a desperate grasp for life. “Mr. Daniel…” Zoe’s voice was faint, almost swallowed by the gurgling sound in his throat. He tried to lift his head, but the effort seemed monumental. “Where’s Rory?” Daniel’s voice was frantic now, his hands pressing harder against Zoe’s wound, trying to stop the relentless flow of blood. “Where’s my wife, Zoe? What happened? Tell me!” Zoe’s eyes fluttered, struggling to focus. His lips parted, but t
Last Updated : 2024-09-18Twists and Turns. CHAPTER NINETY-TWO. MIND GAMES(1).
Aurora awoke with a pounding headache, her temples throbbing in rhythm with her heartbeat. A low groan escaped her lips as her eyes fluttered open, but she instantly regretted the movement. The world around her was dim, blurred. She could feel the rough wood pressing against her back, the cold bite of tightly knotted ropes digging into her wrists and ankles. Panic gripped her, sharp and immediate. She was tied to a chair. As her senses slowly returned, fragments of memory surged forward in jagged flashes. The sound of a gunshot echoed in her mind. Zoe... Butler Zoe was shot. Her heart clenched, bile rising in her throat. The old man, who had cared for her like a father, had died. For her. Because of her. A tear slipped down her cheek, unbidden and burning. She quickly blinked it away. She couldn't break now. Zoe's sacrifice couldn't be in vain. She had to get out. Her eyes swept her surroundings light barely illuminated the large, grey expanse. It was barren and cold. The place l
Last Updated : 2024-09-18
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Twists and Turns. CHAPTER HUNDRED. TWISTS AND TURNS.
The sun kissed the horizon as golden waves lapped softly against the shore. Rory’s laughter filled the air, a sound Daniel had feared he might never hear again. She ran ahead of him, her hair whipping in the salty breeze, her bare feet sinking into the cool sand.“Come on, slowpoke!” she called out, grinning over her shoulder.Daniel jogged to catch up, a small smile tugging at his lips. The past year had been a blur of pain, healing, and rediscovery. Therapy had helped Rory process the loss of their unborn child, and while the ache would never fully vanish, she had learned to carry it with grace. Daniel had his own scars, some visible, others etched deep within, but seeing Rory’s light return had made his burdens lighter.“Slowpoke?” he teased, catching her around the waist and spinning her. Her laughter bubbled out, bright and free. “I’m the one who kept up with you in therapy runs, remember?”“Barely,” she quipped, playfully swatting his arm as he set her down.They walked along th
Twists and Turns. CHAPTER NINETY-NINE. STORMY.
The hospital room was a hollow shell of life, filled with the mechanical hum of the ventilator and the faint beeping of the heart monitor. Rory sat by Daniel’s bedside, her fingers gently wrapped around his cold, unmoving hand. The once vibrant man she loved was now a pale reflection of himself, his face gaunt, his body thinner than she remembered. His smile, the light in his ocean-blue eyes, the warmth of his laughter—all of it had vanished into the sterile silence of this room.Rory’s cheeks were streaked with tears, her throat raw from months of pleading. She spoke to him as though her words could reach him, as though somewhere in the depths of his unconsciousness, he could hear her and find his way back.“Daniel,” she whispered, her voice trembling, “do you remember that summer we spent by the lake? You swore you’d teach me to fish, but I ended up tangling the line so badly we had to cut it. You laughed so hard you couldn’t even be mad at me.”Her fingers tightened around his, as
Twists and Turns. CHAPTER NINETY EIGHT— BLUR.
The ambulance lights flickered like a warning, their red glow staining the night. Rory knelt beside Daniel, her trembling hands pressing against the gushing wounds. Blood soaked through her clothes, hot and unrelenting, as though time itself had opened its veins to bleed alongside him. His face was pale, his lips cracked, yet his eyes-oh, those eyes--still found hers, still held her like an anchor in the storm. "Stay with me, Dani," she whispered, her voice a broken hymn. But her words fell like ash, scattered by the wind. His smile was faint, weaker than the last exhale of a dying candle. "You will always... make me stay." And then his eyes fluttered closed. She screamed. A sound ripped from the marrow of her bones, a raw and primal anguish that silenced the world around her. Nate flinched at the sound, his breath hitching as he stumbled back. Rory crouched over Daniel's body, her hands now shaking too violently to apply pressure to the wounds. She was crumbling before him,
Twists and Turns. CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN. DANIEL!
Rory’s gaze locked onto the tail lights flashing like taunts in the distance. The night was thick, the road weaving like a black ribbon through the desolate countryside. Nate gripped the wheel beside her, jaw clenched and eyes narrowed in concentration, while Oliver sat in the backseat, his laptop balanced on his knees, fingers flying over the keys.“They’re gaining speed,” Rory muttered, adrenaline flooding her veins. “Can you keep up, Nate?”He gave her a quick, fierce nod. “I’m not letting him get away with Daniel.” His voice was tight with determination, as he pressed down harder on the gas. The engine roared in response, pushing the car forward as it veered dangerously around another sharp bend.Oliver’s face glowed from the laptop screen in the backseat. “I’m trying to hack into Jordan’s phone,” he said, his tone laced with urgency. “If I can disrupt his GPS or disable the car remotely, it’ll give us an advantage.”Rory threw a glance over her shoulder. “How long will that take?
Twists and Turns. CHAPTER NINETY-SIX. DEAD.
“Right!” She yelled, jerking away from Jordan’s evil touch. “Really? Well, I’m sorry, love. Your guess is wrong!” Jordan informed her and she closed her eyes, trying to stop the tears from flowing.“Please don't kill them! Please!” She pleaded and Jordan clicked his tongue repeatedly. “Awww. But you should have guessed properly!” He brought out a gun and shot the woman on the right in the head. ‘Bam!’“No!” She shrieked. “No, no, no! You monster! You freak of nature! No wonder your parents die! They deserved to die than to see the monster that you've become! Yes! They deserve to die!”“What did you just say?” His head snapped to hers, looking her dead in the eyes, his gun pointed at her, daring her to speak.The gunshot echoed in her ears over and over again but she didn't care. He should get it over with. “I said that your parents deserved to die the way that they did! Who would want to have a deformed and debased being as their son? I most certainly would not even if my life depen
Twists and Turns. CHAPTER NINETY-FIVE. MIND GAMES (4).
[Trigger Warning: Mention and mild depiction of SA. I tried my best to shorten it.]***They said darkness enveloped you when you were dead. However, Rory felt the opposite. Darkness shrouded her because she was hopeless. Because no one was going to save her but herself. That's what she did. She played the part of a docile girl after the beatings Jordan had given her. She stopped saying, ‘Fuck You’ and curled herself into a ball and sobbed. Jordan crouched down beside her, as her shoulders shook. “Awww. Weren't you the one who wanted to pretend to be brave, Aurora? You know I like you like this. Weak, defenseless, and helpless.” He reached out and touched her hair, twirling them in his fingers but Rory kept shaking, tears streaming down her face.It felt like a thousand horses were stampeding on her body and that she was being thrown off a cliff, over and over again that the pain became a sound. It was a sound at this point, pushing her to the brink of insanity.Jordan smiled, a rea
Twists and Turns. CHAPTER NINETY-FOUR. THE FARCE-MIND GAMES(3).
The table was the only thing dividing Oliver and Daniel. But what kept Daniel calm was a mystery to Oliver as the video on his laptop played. Daniel had aged badly. He had stubble, his eyes were heavy, and dark circles covered the beauty of his steel eyes, still, the sharpness in them swirled as he peered at the screen. What was playing was a blurry video of a woman in the car who had almost hit Nana Clarisse as she tried to escape. It was very fleeting and unclear but he got a glimpse of those blue eyes and he knew who it was. His Koala. “How is the old woman?” he asked monotonously. Life had been sucked out of him these past few weeks and to make matters worse Rory’s family had been attacking his company non-stop because they blamed Daniel for everything. Oliver understood that they had lost their daughter twice and this was a normal reaction but how did this solve the problem? Although both sides were working together to save Rory. That was the most important thing at this poi
Twists and Turns. CHAPTER NINETY-THREE. MIND GAMES(2)
The car sped down the road, its headlights cutting through the night like blades. The hum of the engine was the only sound in the tight space, broken occasionally by the crackle of the walkie-talkie. Rory packed at the side of the road, gathering her thoughts. “This is The Riddler to Sleeping Beauty, do you copy?” Jordan’s voice came over the static. “The Riddler. I like ‘The Riddler’ but that’s already taken. What about ‘The Puzzler’? No that sounds terrible. What do you think, Sleeping Beauty?” Aurora hesitated, her fingers gripping the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles whitened. Her eyes narrowed in on her target. The task he gave her was to run over Nana Clarisse, who was buying something beside the road. He wanted her to kill her Nana? How could she? How would she? “Sleeping beauty? I asked you a question. Which name do you want me to use? I need an answer.” Rory would never take for granted his light and playful tone. He never joked around. Everything he said was
