Novels by Kehlani. B

“You morons thought you could kill me?" I watched Tori for a second, then I moved. I grabbed Tori by the hair and ignored her frantic attempt to escape my grasp.They really thought I was gone. “What does it feel like? To be bullied by the woman you killed?" I dragged her toward the trembling Harvey. I dropped her before him and she fell flat on her chest, shrieking with fear. I grabbed her hair again and made her look at me. Seeing her annoying face, my stomach rumbled, and I landed a resounding slap on her cheeks. My palm met so perfectly with her cheek that it reddened instantly. That's not all.Slap!Slap!I did it repeatedly, twice on both cheeks. I almost slapped her the third time but I calmed myself down. I shouldn't become a monster like them. Harvey didn't even raise his head to look at her once. Of course, he didn't, the man was busy trying to save his own head. For a moment, she hesitated, then she kneeled timidly before me, side by side with Harvey. Patheti

I was beyond stunned. No, that wasn't right. That wasn't what happened.My eyes were glued to the TV screen as Harvey went on and on about how irrational and toxic I was in our marriage. Every word twisted. Every truth buried under the lies.I died… and this is what he did with it?He especially looked disheveled or made himself to be, so the made-up story would hit a spot with the viewers. My feet felt stuck to the ground and my body became frozen. “Harvey…” I couldn't bring myself to say anything.Even now, I still say his name. Was he always like this or did I just refuse to see it? He is a liar, a cheater, and a snake. "Mrs. Fontaine… we can call him and inform him that-" “Don't! Please don't," I quipped at the doctor. “Inform him of what? That his toxic wife is miraculously revived, so he can find another lie to wrap around my neck?" I turned to him.If he knew… he'd bury me again. Why am I still alive? For Harvey or for Tori? Whether it was fate or luck, I won't waste

I opened my eyes.I stared blankly at the white ceiling above me and looked into the lights like I wasn't aware of how blinding it was.Too bright.Slowly, the distant noises in my ear became louder. First, there's the sound: a steady, mechanical beeping, sharp enough to slide through the fog in my head. Then, the smells; antiseptic, sterile, and medicines. I tried to move but my body felt heavy, as if it were filled with wet cement. My chest tightens when I breathe, shallow and suffocating, as if the air itself might hurt me if I take too much of it. Something was wrong. Very wrong. Where am I?The question forms slowly, like it had to fight its way through thorns. The shapes around me blur into existence; a clip on my index finger, a needle taped down so tightly in my arm, and the feeling of a bandage on my head. Why am I here?My heart stutters and the beeping beside me quickens in response. My head felt blank, I couldn't remember anything, just an empty space where s

“Olivia, be reasonable. What did you mean by wanting a divorce? Divorce who? Me? You must have seriously lost it, we should visit the hospital," he barked but my expression didn't change and my decision was even firmer. Grounded.Of course. To him, this was absurd. 'Olivia, it's enough. Time to return to where you truly belonged,’ I remembered myself and tried to clear my head. "Nothing's wrong with me, Harvey, I just realize that I can't cope anymore. No one will survive what you call “marriage” without breaking,” I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. I've imagined asking for a divorce in the past; when his mother came to mock me for being barren, when his siblings would insult me and destroy the house on a whim, and when he'd leave the house for days without telling me where he went, I had imagined asking him for a divorce when he returns but I never dared to go through with it. "Abuse? What abuse have I ever put you through?” His voice pitched even higher a

“Harvey, you're so heartless," Tears rolled down my cheeks as I clutched my dress like it was the only thing that could anchor me in the middle of the storm raging in my head. “What did I do that's so unbearable? Just shift aside for a while, move to the penthouse… or something, I'm sure you'll be fine. Just let me enjoy a few days in peace with Tori," Harvey said to me, completely unbothered by the tears that already made my lashes wet.It took a second for his words to settle. Shift aside? It's one thing that he didn't care about me but he didn't even realize he was wrong. “First, you made me apologize to that slut you sneaked into our home, then, you made it mandatory for her to come over every Friday night, and now? I should shift aside for her to completely take my place?” I asked even when I clearly understood what he meant. "Quick recap, Olivia, you might have forgotten. She's your best friend, not a slut, and I didn't sneak her in, we fell in love,” he pointed his in