MIMIThe door bell rings again and this time I couldn't help but freeze in my spot.I read Keith's eyes, they spoke the same thing I had in mind, without me having say anything. Maybe, if we both stayed quiet the person would go away. But our silent trust of agreement was ruined when we heard a loud banging accompanied with muffled groans.Keith nod at me, a silent nod that told me that I should go and hide. I gave him a nod back and immediately grabbing the stairwell as Keith went to answer the door. Something in me told me go to hide under the covers dinning table, be it intiution or my gut feeling, whatever it was I listened to it and I immediately retreat under the covers.I heard Keith unlocking the door with a few muffled thuds. My heart dropped when I heard a familiar voice that belonged to Devon's."Where is she?" Devon bellowed, his steps getting deliberately louder."Where is that slut?" Devon screamed, his voice signifying his entrance to the living room. "Who are you tal
MIMIThe sound of boots thundered the stairwell as I stood in one exact spot. I recalled how I had opened the door for Keith, decked in all black he didn't even bother to ask what had happened. He just walked past me to see Benjamin's body laid in his own pool of blood, with cuts, bruises and chards of glass scattered around him. The first thing he did was slap on some gloves. Then examined the body. He proceeded to carry the corpse upstairs while I wait in grueling silence for what's next.A loud deliberate stump came at the end of the stairwell and my eyes moved to Keith to see him taking off his gloves. His eyes furrowed in annoyance and in all my years knowing him, it was rare to get Keith mad. Even after asking him to cover up my deeds, even after I ghosted him for years to marry Devon. What was so different about today that he finally took offence."Oddly there isn't any CCTV inside the building so you're lucky. There seem to be a few outside but I'll take care of that." He sai
SALEMMy hands dug in my pockets as I leaned against the frame of the wall next to the door of the room Corrie was in. I had my earphones plugged in as I listened to the news."A nurse was found dead, in place of the recently deceased Emmette Nash's wife. The nurse laid in her bed in what appears to be a staged swap. Authorities now suspect she was kidnapped by her supposed lover. It was said that Mrs Nash had slumped into a coma on the day of her husband's death and now kidnapped? Hell knows what he plans to do with her and we hope before anything happens. The police will intervene—” The door opens as Hatty walks out, holding eye contact with me as she dragged the door shut.I took off the ear buds and shoved them in my pocket as she straightened her back. Her expression dropped, and the worry that consumed her face made my pulse spike with panic.“I’ve already set her up on an IV. She’s breathing, but it’s faint,” she said, concern tightening her voice. “What happened?”I didn’t ha
MIMIA soft chuckle escaped my lips as I thought about last night. How Benjamin had fucked me until we both passed out. Oddly enough, Lilly’s miscarriage turned out to be useful after all; it brought Benjamin and me together. This wasn’t what I had expected, but if I played my part right, I could seduce Benjamin into taking me as his mistress. Maybe even convince him to divorce Lilly—assuming he hadn’t already decided to, after the night we shared.I didn’t need to be cocky, but let’s be honest, there are two ways to a man’s heart. Hot, messy sex and food. Good fucking food.The moment I woke up, I went straight to the kitchen. Since there was practically nothing in it, I rushed to a mart nearby and bought all the ingredients I needed to cook Benjamin’s favorite meal. Thanks to Lilly’s endless blabbering, I knew exactly what to prepare. By the time I returned, I had everything I needed to put together a full-course meal.I was almost done, and any moment now, Benjamin would wake up—g
SALEMThree days had passed since the tragic death of Emmette Nash. If I wasn't already anxious on how I was going to break the news to Corrie, she hasn't even opened her eyes since Emmette's arrest.It was like she had slipped into a coma and the most annoying part was all the doctors were saying the same thing."There seem to be nothing wrong with her." Each doctor I sorted, would mutter as their words rang in my head in unison."There wasn't any sign of head injuries, stroke, infections, and metabolic disorders," they would add. "She'll wake up," they'd give me false hope."She did go into shock before passing out." Each reminder felt like a dig at my conscience. That this was my doing, if only I hadn't attacked Emmette that day. Maybe she would have been awake by now, in my arms, safe and happy. But then again I can't help but have doubts, not only did I selfishly want no part in causing Corrie's predicament. This—didn't feel normal, every second Corrie was Comparingly getting p
MIMIMy eyes darted across the room, eyeing Benjamin as I watched him talk to the doctor. He was tense, I couldn't tell if it was because of his mother's scolding—before she left disappointed—or the knowledge that Lilly wasn't pregnant for his child. Or it could be both.Either way, I felt glad, I wasn't the only one in this twisted pickle.The doctor walked away from Benjamin and already I could tell from his stance, his bank hunched in defeat. His palm slowly clenched to a fist. In the spur of the moment, he turned to the wall and with a full force, he striked it. He struck it so hard, I could hear the impact — of skin tearing, knuckles cracking accompanied with a sullen grunt.I was conflicted, thrashed between going over to comfort him or waiting for him to approach me.Benjamin must have been reading my mind. He slightly tilted his neck to my direction—that was my queue—to approach him. I thin my lips into a line biting back the urge to crack a grin, my purse nestled in hand as I