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
“Ethan,” I said, “there’s way more to you than just your name. Believe me, your name is even a reason for me to stay away from you. But I’m with you right now because I like you, not your surname.”I could see how his eyes lit up as I said that, and he pulled me into the softest embrace, kissing me
“Tell me a secret,” he said, and I was surprised by the question. “What?” I asked confusedly. “A secret,” he replied. “Something you wouldn’t normally tell anyone.”“And why would I do that?” I asked. “Because I want to have a piece of you that no one else has.”I didn’t know how to answer that q
At first, I thought I must be dreaming. Surely I couldn’t be doing this right now. It felt like my soul had slipped out of my body, and I was watching as I leaned forward and kissed him. But when the sensation burned through me like a hot knife, there was no denying it anymore. His lips met mine so
“I was just calling to say hi,” I said. “And I wanted to apologise for how our last conversation ended. Let’s just say I understand how stupid I was, and I know how pissed off you must have been. From the bottom of my heart, I’m truly sorry.”“I’m sorry, but I cannot accept an apology over the phone







