INICIAR SESIÓNLuke sat in his car outside Zara's building for a long time after he dropped her off.He didn't drive away immediately. He just watched her leave, smiling..but it didn't reach the eyes.He sat with the engine running and his hands on the wheel. His mind went back to what happened earlier. Him catching her going through his phone. It was a test obviously. He wasnt that careless to leave it laying around like that. And that specific look on her face when she turned around and saw him.She had said she was insecure. "Of course." he muttered.Thing was, Luke had been reading people for a long time. Long enough to know the difference between a woman acting guilty because she'd done something impulsive and a woman acting guilty because someone had told her to look for something.Those were different things.The questions she had asked during when they were talking too — his company, the website, everything, she had wrapped them in smiles and jokes and her easy going manner but they had been
"What are you doing?" Luke asked, his brows coming together.Zara's eyes widened as he moved closer. She moved back the more he came closer. And she put down the phone also."I.."she started and Luke stared at her patiently, waiting for her to speak.Zara was stressed."You were going through my phone," he said."I know.""Zara.""I know, Luke. I know." She pressed her hands together, praying for the ground to swallow her"I'm so sorry," She sighed. "I'm really sorry, Luke." she reached out to him and held his arm slightly.Then she whispered something to herself."What?" Luke asked."I don't know how you're gonna react if i say this." Zara said and thought about it for a moment."I'm listening, Zara." Luke replied, still no smile on his face."Ok, so...I tend..to get insecure when I'm building something with someone, and like I dont know if I'm enogh and it makes me overthink and now thaat you left your phone there..I..I wanted to see if you're talking to other people, I shouldn't ha
It was around 9am when they arrived at Dr. Amelia's office.Leon sat in the chair across from her with Gerald on his lap, doing what he always did in this room — answering questions honestly because Dr. Amelia asked them in a way that made honesty feel like the obvious choice.Evelyn sat next to him, as his support chain.She had explained everything to Dr Amelia before they even arrived. She had also told her about Luke though, that information was personal.Dr. Amelia had listened to all of it without writing anything down, which Evelyn had learned meant she was paying the most attention.Now she was talking to Leon."So the man in the dream," Dr. Amelia said. "He was just standing there at first?""Yes," Leon said. "At the end of the long room.""And then he started walking toward you.""Yes.""Did that scare you?"Leon thought about it. "Yes," he said. "But not because he was scary." He frowned. "It's because I couldn't move," he said simply. "He could and I couldn't."Dr. Amelia
The documents covered every surface Priya owned.The dining table. One end of the kitchen counter, in the sitting room and on the couch where Aidan had slept. Priya watched as Aidan did all these. She, of course, did think it was overly dramatic but still watched.Aidan sat at the table with both hands wrapped around a coffee Priya made him and he hadn't drunk yet. His eyes were on the papers he got from his car, and he looked messed up, like the night had taken something from him that sleep hadn't returned.Priya was already on her second coffee and her third pass through the Evergreen Foundation paper that Aidan reportedly printed, when the knock came.She opened the door.Damien looked at her. Then past her at the scattered documents.Then at Aidan."Ignore the scene," Priya whispered."You look terrible," Damien said."You're here for the explanation not facial reviews," Aidan said as he looked at Priya then back to Damien.Damien came in. He set his jacket on the back of a chair
Jane ran. She didn't walk back to her room. She ran.The moment she got inside, she slammed the door and locked it. Her hands were shaking so badly that she missed the lock the first time.She tried again.Click.She leaned against the door.Then she slid down it.Her breathing came too fast.Her throat hurt.She lifted a trembling hand to her neck and touched the place where Victor's fingers had been.She immediately pulled her hand away.For a few seconds, she just stared at her fingers.Her fingers trembled."You put your hands on me, you bastard."She laughed once through her tears."Your own daughter."She shook her head."I hate you." Her voice broke."I hate you!" she screamed, hoping he'd hear her.The man who was supposed to protect her had put his hands around her throat, and Aidan wasn't here, she thought.She grabbed her phone immediately and dialed his line once.No answer. She had expected it anyways.She called again.Nothing."Aidan, pick up." She called again.Her thum
The engine started.Aidan gripped the steering wheel and looked straight ahead.He drove till he got to where his mind had even first thought about before the bar. He knew he was being crazy but he called Evelyn.It rang but there was no answer.He called again and it rang out till it cut.He put the phone down. He picked it up and called again."Hello?" Evelyn's voice came through. Her voice was tired. Well, she was obviously pulled out of sleep so her voice was not fully there yet.He closed his eyes at the sound of her voice, thats the effect she had on him."It's midnight," she said."I know, Eve."A pause."Aidan." Her voice was more awake now. "What do you want?"He looked up at the hotel through the windshield."I'm outside," he said.Silence.Then he heard the sound of movement. Sheets. Her sitting up."What?""I'm outside, Evelyn.""Outside where?""Your hotel."He could picture her, sitting up, hand probably pressed to her forehead, annoyed by his existence."Why?" she said.







