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2025-03-24 23:34:35
Samantha K. WhyteWelcome to the week I graduate from the University... Expect frequent chapters during this period till the end of the month... I am so happy...
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Bethany pulls back from his protective and quite reassuring hug, crosses her arms, and bites her lip. “And now the media is going to come after us. They’ll tie this to Campbell Conglomerate… to me.” Her voice wavers, but she takes a deep breath, trying to maintain composure, to show them all that she can still be rational.Her life is the perfect example of no rest and the idiom ‘from frying pan, to fire’. She only just got out of the frying pan the day before only to end up with a good night’s sleep, the unknowing short trip into the fire.Arthur pulls her close once again, his arm around her shoulders. “We’ll deal with whatever comes. We have nothing to hide. They will not be able to pin anything except trashy circumstantial sayings and whatever trashy media they try to come up with, we’ll control it. Unlike with Millicent because she was an actress, this is pretty controllable. No one wants to be sued.”Martha, who has been sitting in her armchair, watching the scene unfold, finally
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Bethany steps into the house, her thoughts still tangled in the events of the day.The police station they are just returning from, Kevin’s death, the ongoing investigation, it all feels heavy on her shoulders. Arthur walks beside her, his presence steady and grounding. They haven’t said much to each other since they left the station, but his hand has been holding hers the entire time, providing silent comfort. One that oddly enough, she finds herself needing.As they close the door behind them, Martha appears at the end of the hallway, her expression gentle but concerned. “Bethany,” she says softly, “can I have a moment with you?”Bethany looks at Arthur with a curious eyes, but he only gives her an encouraging nod. “Go ahead,” he says. “I’ll be upstairs, getting some things ready.”With that, Bethany follows Martha down the hallway.They pass the living room, where the sound of the television playing softly echoes in the background. Martha leads her to her room on the ground floor,
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Bethany and Arthur lay side by side on the soft grass, the warmth of the sun sinking into their skin as a gentle breeze rustled the faraway trees around them.For a while, they simply enjoy the silence, the serenity of being away from all the noise and complications of the world. The tennis court they had just left was a distant memory, and the day felt lighter, easier, as they basked in the quiet moments between them.Arthur and Bethany lay side by side on the bench, basking in the cool breeze that brushes over them.The lighthearted laughter from their tennis match fades into a comfortable silence. The peace of the moment feels like a small escape from everything, but the silence, however comfortable, only makes their minds wander back to the places they did not want to go.After a short, silent while, Bethany breaks the silence, her voice soft and thoughtful. “Arthur,” she begins, her eyes fixed on the sky, “are you not worried about Daisy? With John in detention at the police stati
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Downstairs, the silence, getting longer and worse by the seconds passing, between Daisy and Arthur thickens like a fog, heavy and oppressive. Arthur sits rigid in his chair, staring at the glass of water in his hand, his fingers wrapped tightly around the cool surface as though it could somehow calm the storm brewing inside him.It doesn’t.Something about being here, in front of Daisy, seeing how older she has gotten from all of her poor life choices, everything just makes him boiling hot on the inside.He glances up at Daisy, her expression a mixture of nervousness and guilt, her hands wringing the dish towel over and over as if she could twist her own anxiety out of existence. She had picked it back up seeing that there was nothing to do with her hands, and a nervous tic.But Arthur’s patience has long since worn thin.“Have you even seen Charles lately?” Arthur’s voice cuts through the silence like a blade, sharp and demanding. “Does he know that Quinn’s assaulter has been caught?
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The tires of the car crunched softly on the driveway as Arthur and Bethany pulled up in front of Charles’s house.The silence in the car had been comfortable but as soon as they drove in through the unmanned gates, their silence became thick with the worries that neither of them wanted to voice but they can both see it either way.Bethany glanced out of the window, her eyes scanning the empty, lifeless shell of what had once been her matrimonial home. The sense of worry that hung over her had been growing stronger ever since they left Daisy’s house, but now, seeing the state of Charles’s place, it is almost unbearable.The small garden on the side of the house, the same one Bethany had painstakingly tended to when she had lived here is now a withered patch of dry, brown earth, no single sight of a green leaf or any colors at all. The rose bushes she had once pruned with care were now shriveled husks, lifeless and brittle. It was as if the neglect that had consumed Charles had seeped i
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Arthur drummed his fingers lightly against the steering wheel as he maneuvered the car through the rush hour traffic. The Brooklyn skyline stretched ahead, the warm glow of the early evening sun casting its light all over the city.The day had been so damn long, filled with tension and unexpected revelations, and for the first time in hours, specifically since they left the tennis court, he could finally breathe, alone in the car with his wife.Beside him, Bethany stared out of the window, her mind still occupied by everything that had happened at the hospital with Charles and Alexa. The weight of family conflicts and buried emotions was exhausting. She sighed softly, rubbing her temples unconsciously.Arthur glanced at her and smirked. “You look like you’re having a very dramatic internal monologue within yourself.”Bethany turned to him, a small chuckle escaping her lips. “Oh, trust me, the drama inside my head right now could rival a trending soap opera.”Arthur laughed. “Then it’s
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