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
"So you're saying I should call her and tell her I miss her?" I asked sarcastically. "I'm saying it's alright to forgive her," he said. "You're hurting, and holding onto this is only going to hurt you even more. The best thing about forgiveness is that it's not just for the other person's benefit.
“Hold on,” I said, remembering something. I opened my backpack and grabbed the camera inside, and I pulled him close so I could take a picture. He glared at me, but I brushed it aside and wrapped my arm around his waist. “I thought we said no technology,” he said. “We said no phones,” I replied. “
“You’re staring,” he said. “I’m your girlfriend,” I replied. “I’m allowed to stare.”“Touché,” he chuckled. We soon got to the truck, a large and matte black beast which roared as we hopped in and he switched it on. I hadn’t missed the bags Ethan had packed, but I wasn’t going to bring it up now. H
Much to Ethan's dismay, we didn't end up showering together. Even though I knew that was what he wanted, I just couldn't stand the idea of us doing that while I was exhausted and smelled like sweat. Besides, knowing him, we wouldn't just be showering. After that, I set about making lunch. There we






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