LOGINThat night, long after the last of the guests had left for their rooms, Andrew and I returned to the presidential suite to find that the staff had decorated it in preparation for our stay. All the décor, right down to the bed sheets, had been switched out for matching red and gold pieces. The light
Andrew’s eyes met mine as I approached the altar. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. He looked so handsome in his classic black tuxedo that I could hardly wait for after the reception to be with him. As I took my place across from Andrew, I handed my bouquet to Lily. The priestess bega
One month later, I stood in a suite at a private beachside resort, admiring my wedding dress. It hugged my curves in all the right places while still gently brushing against the ground like a low-hanging cloud. Crystals glistened in the room’s fluorescent lights, and the train flowed behind me effor
“Let’s continue this in the bedroom,” I said, breathless. Andrew nodded his agreement. I pulled Andrew to his feet as he stuck the ring box back in his pocket. Then I dragged him back to the bedroom, leading him by the tie. Not that he needed to be dragged; he would have followed me anywhere by th
Andrew texted me and said his flight was delayed by a few errands he had to run, so I waited. And waited. I waited for an entire day, and even began to worry that Andrew had changed his mind. Then I heard a knock at my door. I leapt off the couch and rushed to answer it. Stopping just short of the
Noah left the next day. I took him to the airport, we exchanged a hug and a brief farewell, and then I watched him walk through the gate. That was the last time I ever saw him. With a heavy heart, I returned to an empty apartment. All our furniture and my belongings—what little I still had—were the
I gaped at Noah, unsure of what to say. He was proposing to me? But we hardly knew each other! “You hardly know any man,” Susan reminded me. “You were the one who thought that he was marriage material.” “Yes, but he’s—” “Not Andrew.” I could tell by the look on Noah’s face that I was already
Bob hoped that Lisa couldn’t hear his erratic heartbeat. He stroked her hair and tried to soothe her, but his mind raced. He had to put a stop to Crystal’s sudden good fortune, somehow. “You can’t let her get away with this,” he told Lisa firmly. “You have to regain control of the situation.” Li
As I reached inside the bag, I felt something that I hadn’t noticed before: a piece of paper. When I pulled it out, I discovered that it was a Sticky Note with a short message written in bold red ink on it: Watch where you keep your lunch. No signature. No indication of who it was from. And yet
I tried to carry on business as usual, but I could not stop thinking about my dream and the incident with the glass. I had to wake up even earlier in the morning to make my lunch before I left for work because I didn’t trust leaving it in the fridge overnight anymore. My chest constantly hurt where







