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, I felt so small and insignificant. This woman was a smoking hot. She looked like she hadn’t lifted a finger in her entire life, and her long eyelashes fluttered as she looked all around the house. For some unknown reason, I suddenly didn’t like her. She reminded me of Stacy Carlisle, the s
“Babe, what’s wrong?” he asked. “What happened?”“Someone came into the house,” I said, fighting back my sobs. “I-I don’t know who it was, or how they got in, but the door was open and…”Ethan was immediately on high alert. He dropped the toolbox and went straight to check the closet and under the b
"Come on. Let's go inside,” he said. The cabin was warm and silent on the inside. The fire was already glowing in the stone hearth, casting a soft light across the wooden floors. There was a long leather couch which sat across from it, facing a low table stacked with books and a complimentary bottl
When we finally pulled apart, his forehead was rested against mine as he smiled breathlessly. "We're totally going to burn the spaghetti," he murmured.I threw my head back and laughed, placing my hands on his chest which was rising and falling slowly. “Totally worth it.”He was about to say someth







