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
ETHAN I pulled up to the gate just as the rain began to slow down, and the windshield wipers stopped moving. In the passenger seat was a brown paper bag filled with Liv's favorite snacks like sour cream chips, gummy worms, and a pint of cookie dough ice cream we both knew she'd finish in one sittin
The silence in the doctor's office was deafening. I sat beside Ethan, our fingers laced tightly together, while the sound of rainfall outside surrounded us. I could hear every little sound, from the tapping of the pen in the doctor's hand to the faint whirring of the AC and the subtle thump of my o
I didn't know what I expected when Ethan said we were going camel riding along the cliffs of Santorini, but I was definitely not prepared for how ungodly tall those things were. "This thing is looking at me like it wants to poke my eye out," I said, staring up at the camel I'd been assigned. It bli
There were many things in life that I would consider impossible. Forgiving someone who threw me under the bus was one such thing. Especially when they did it over a man. I could forgive a lot of things, and I wanted to believe that a part of me could forgive her for what she had done. But pretendi







