LOGINThe sound of her heels echoed softly against the floor, swallowed whole by the sterile silence of the prison hallway. Each step felt like it was slowly bringing her closer to hell, but her back stayed straight and her head stayed high. She passed rows of locked doors, steel bars and bored guards, an
Three Months Later The fabric was soft against my skin, and so breathtaking that I couldn’t take my eyes off it. I sat in front of the vanity, my hands folded in my lap and trying to breathe evenly as the stylist added one final pin to my hair. I'd always thought I'd cry on my wedding day, but I ha
I was still holding Ethan's hand when the door creaked open again. At first, I thought it was a nurse or maybe a detective back with some update about Marcus's arraignment. But then I saw a cane, and a face I hadn't expected to ever see again. Richard Jones. Ethan froze beside me as he stepped int
I could have sworn I was dead. But then I found myself waking up in a room that was too white and too quiet, and the air smelled like disinfectant and something sterile that clung to the back of my throat. My body ached in too many places to count, and I wasn't sure at first if I was dreaming or i
When I opened the door to my office, I half-expected a ghost. But the man sitting across from my desk wasn't a ghost, even though he looked eerily familiar. He was in his mid to late fifties, wearing a sharp blazer with a well-kept salt and pepper beard, and the kind of eyes that looked like they ha
CALLAHAN The cold hit me the second I stepped outside, but I lit the cigarette anyway. I hadn't touched one in over three years (not since the Donovan case) but something about watching a pregnant woman get wheeled out on a stretcher with a bullet hole through her chest just made the craving imposs
Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, I found myself pressed up against the wall, and Ethan’s lips crashed into mine. I was startled by the sudden outburst, but I’d missed him after so long that my entire body betrayed me. I couldn’t move or think, and all I wanted was him. Even like this, I still wante
I know I can be an over-reactor sometimes. And maybe I went a little overboard with the whole yelling thing yesterday. But after my conversation with Ethan, and a very long, steamy and passionate night, I somewhat came to my senses, and I was able to calm down. I didn't feel the need to put a bullet
It rained the day we returned to New York. It was a kind of steady, depressing rain that made the entire city feel smaller and more suffocating than usual. Ethan didn't say a single word to me throughout the entire flight. He didn’t even look at me at all, even when I accidentally brushed his hand w
It was just past midnight when we got back to our suite. The air was still warm, and it still tasted faintly of sea salt and champagne. I couldn't stop touching the ring absentmindedly, like I needed the reassurance that this wasn't just some fever dream I'd conjured out of years of heartbreak. I ne







