LOGINAfter losing his first wife, he had only wanted stability, for himself, and for his daughter. Remarrying had felt like the right choice, something that would give Alissa a complete home again. And his new wife had given him exactly what he wanted to see. In public, she was warm, attentive and soft-
The air smelled sterile, but the floor beneath her feet was wrong, dark, slick, reflecting her like a broken mirror. At the end of the hallway, she saw a hospital bed. Alissa laid there unmoving. Rose’s chest tightened. “No… she’s alive.” “You’re too late.” The voice came from behind. Rose imme
The truth was, her father did love her and that was what made it harder. After losing his first wife, he had only wanted stability, for himself, and for his daughter. Remarrying had felt like the right choice, something that would give Alissa a complete home again. And his new wife had given him e
Rose stood in a dim hospital corridor. The air smelled sterile, but the floor beneath her feet was wrong, dark, slick, reflecting her like a broken mirror. At the end of the hallway, she saw a hospital bed. Alissa laid there unmoving. Rose’s chest tightened. “No… she’s alive.” “You’re too late.
The days that followed moved quietly on the surface. Rose laughed when she was supposed to laugh. She attended gatherings, teased Leo, kept Alissa close, and even argued lightly with Eric about trivial things. To anyone watching, nothing had changed. But beneath that calm exterior, something was of
The days that followed moved quietly on the surface. Rose laughed when she was supposed to laugh. She attended gatherings, teased Leo, kept Alissa close, and even argued lightly with Eric about trivial things. To anyone watching, nothing had changed. But beneath that calm exterior, something was of
The previous night, Headmistress Moore had taken a call she’d rather not admit to. Beatrice had phoned her directly—late, insistent, and with a voice trembling on the edge of fury masked as concern. “I’m not asking for anything drastic,” Beatrice had said sweetly, a little too sweetly. “Just… make
At the Gym field Students from Special Class 1 were already making their way to the field. The sunlight bounced off their clean white uniforms, some of them wearing designer sneakers and carefully applied sunscreen. The buzz of the latest gossip hadn’t spared them either. A small group of girls s
The final bell rang through the halls of the school, signaling the end of another academic day. Students began to pour out of their classrooms, buzzing with chatter and laughter. Rose stood quietly beside her desk, carefully placing her belongings into her bag. She turned to Sandra and Kehlani with
The halls of the school were significantly quieter now that most of the students had crowded into the cafeteria for lunch. Rose walked calmly, her eyes gliding over the lockers and posters decorating the corridor walls, but her mind was anything but tranquil. She adjusted her hair again and glance







