MasukThe 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
MARCUSThe first week was the most brutal. I felt like I was walking on eggshells. Emily hadn’t spoken a single word to me since I walked into her room after she woke up. She hadn’t even looked at me at all, and she simply kept a blank express on her face. Getting out of the hospital was the first
Taking care of Rachel became my main priority. After the nightmare of the last few days, things were starting to look up. Neither of us had gone out at all, and we simply stayed in the hotel and binge-watched reruns of Friends. We ate together, braided each other’s hair and just talked. It was just
“Looks like someone had a good time,” Rachel said as I walked in, but she froze as soon as I turned around and she saw the tears in my eyes. “Jesus Christ, Liv. What happened?”I shook my head, and she rushed over and wrapped her arms around me. I broke down completely, sobbing into her neck and try
Something was definitely wrong with me. I’d never felt this way about a woman before. I’d never felt so compelled to be with someone like I was with her, and I didn’t even know why. It wasn’t just the way she looked, because I’d been with my fair share of women and I was at a point in my life where







