BOOK 3: CHAPTER 72 Elaine I sat on the edge of Amelia’s bed, brushing her hair back from her tear-streaked face, trying to make sense of the words that had just come out of her mouth. My heart clenched in my chest, rage boiling beneath my skin like a pot about to spill over. I wanted so badly to b
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 71 -Elaine- After that night, I was disappointed because It looked like someone sabotaged that night on purpose. I stayed in Duncan’s place overnight and I came to my house this morning. I hadn’t even had my coffee yet when I heard the frantic knock at the door. My first thought
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 70 -DUNCAN- I saw her smile before she turned fully. The kind of smile she used to give when she wanted something. It didn’t work on me back then, and it isn’t working now. I kept walking, not fast, just direct. For example, if I stopped moving, I’d get caught in something sticky.
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 69 DUNCAN I'm not exactly a fan of texting. To be honest, I've never been very good at it. My thumbs are clumsy, my eyesight isn't what it used to be, and I'm always frustrated with auto-correct. But everything changed when I met Elaine. Now, I find myself using my phone a lot mo
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 68 Elaine I was starving by mid-afternoon. The smell of paper and ink at the clinic had made me nauseous, and I couldn't shake the memory of my burnt toast from breakfast. My supervisor had pulled me in at the last minute to sort through patient files, and I ended up skipping lunch
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 67 -Elaine- The following day was my day off. It used to feel like something out of a cozy dream. I wake up slowly, coffee in my favorite chipped mug. A lazy morning before heading to Duncan’s house to spend time with the kids or they’d pile into my place, bringing noise, cartoon