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Chapter 38
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2025-03-14 22:09:59
VictoryAnne ViceAnd now we know the whole story behind why Jayson is treating his mom so poorly. Poor Addison never had a chance with Evelyn's sneaky ways. If you are enjoying the story so far, consider leaving a gem or two in appreciation. Thank you for your support!
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Closing my mouth, I blink, unable to complete my sentence. Because I saw it too. Something moved. "Mama," Malory's voice seemed further and further away as I tilted my head and looked out through the smoke. There it was again. A flicker. A flash of metal reflecting sunlight like a mirror, racing behind the houses just out of sight of the fire fighters. It wasn't an animal. Animals would flee from a fire, not move around them. Only a human would be that foolish."Maybe it was a firefighter," I mumble under my breath, although that doesn't feel quite right either. Why would a firefighter be slinking in the shadows? My blood chilled. Something, or someone was watching. I should be terrified, but I'm not. Instead a cool wave of concentration washes over me as some forgotten instinct snaps into place. Something primal, telling me to protect my baby with everything in me. Narrowing my gaze, I continue to scan the scene. There is a police officer leaning up against a cruiser less than
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[Vanessa]My body freezes as I step out of the car.It’s like something out of my nightmares, seeing my home, my sanctuary, burning to ash before my eyes. And even though I am standing half a block away, I can feel the heat of the flames as if they were licking my arms, the smoke making me gag even though the air was clear around me. It felt like I was in the middle of the inferno, not several houses back. “Mama,” Malory whimpers, her voice small like she was still my little girl as she takes my hand in hers and squeezes. “Mama, is that…our house.” I nod, unable to speak. “It’s just like my dream,” she swallows, her body shaking. “Like all of my dreams.” Startled, I turn my head until our gazes lock. The image of flames dance across her hazel eyes as she looks forward, her eyes unfocused. It was happening again, just like before. I was losing my daughter to her nightmares. Malory has been in weekly therapy for night terrors since shortly after returning from the island. At first
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This was the third call in three weeks. Malory was an exceptional child in every way–academically gifted, astonishingly creative, and physically capable. She could be anything she wants to be someday when she grows up. If only she could make it through a year of school without breaking someone’s nose or overturning a classroom. “What did she do this time?” I sigh, pinching my nose. “Is the other child okay? Were there any broken bones?”“This isn’t a joke, Ms. McCannon,” the principal snaps. “The boy may need stitches.” “Oh, I know it isn’t a joke,” my sigh deepens. “Can you please just tell me what happened?” “She was in another fight, Ms. McCannon,” The principal begins. “This time with an 8th grade boy. One of our foreign exchange students. They had a...misunderstanding.” “I’ll be there in 15 minutes,” I respond curtly hanging up as a thousand unanswered questions bubble to the surface of my thoughts.Malory had been doing so well at this new school. But now...it's like someth
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People say that when you are close to death, you see your entire life flash before your eyes. They were right. Only I didn’t see one life, I saw two. The first life plays quickly, like a half remembered movie. I grow up. My mother dies. My father does the best alone. I see my first day of Kindergarten and then skip ahead to my first day at Stanford, when I met my husband William. Finally his death on the island so far from home. And then, in the space of a breath, my memories shift. Like flicking on a light, the images change, becoming clearer–more than just flashes, they have scent, taste, touch…I see a lost little girl with long brown pigtails standing in a road, a car barreling towards her. I feel the rush of my heart as I race out to scoop her into my arms. She calls me “Mama,” melting my heart with Malory’s hazel eyes. There is a man. He has the deepest blue eyes I’ve ever seen, like falling into a midnight ocean. As he approaches, he assesses me with those shrewd, remarkabl
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“This cathedral,” I continue, “is in Manhattan. I’ve never been to Manhattan. I’ve never been to New York. And yet…here it is. It’s the same. It’s exactly the same!” “How can you be sure?” My therapist interrupts. “Gothic cathedrals all tend to look fairly similar. Maybe you saw this cathedral, or another like it, in another magazine or maybe on a wedding blog,” Kay suggests. “Maybe you’re reading too much into this. Dreams are often strange when you're under a lot of stress. Maybe consider taking some time off from wedding planning. A day away from all of it might be just what you need." After we hang up, I consider her words as I put on my running clothes. Maybe I should leave the kids with my dad and take a relaxing trip up the coast to take my mind off of everything? My doorbell rings. “Ah, it must be Charley,” I grin, looking out the window to see my serious-faced friend. She had started out as my personal trainer assigned to me by the gym when I started working out again afte
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[Vanessa]In one week, I’ll be Mrs. James Peterson Wright. I should be excited. No, I am excited. And yet…something feels off. “I had that dream again. I’ve been having it every night for the last two months,” I confess as I speak to my therapist, a lovely woman on the East Coast who communicates with me via Zoom. I hadn’t spoken to her in years, but then one day last week she reached out to me and I felt a need to talk to someone who knew me BEFORE I became JPW’s girlfriend. Someone who remembered the dream. “You know the dream, the one with the yellow roses,” I remind her.My therapist, Kay, nods. “When did they start again,” she types swiftly, inputting data into my file. “A rough estimate will be fine.” Her green eyes flash behind chic wire-rimmed glasses as she looks away from her computer long enough to catch my gaze, waiting for my response.“Oh, I can tell you the exact night they started,” I smile despite my inner exhaustion. “Monday, March 18th. The day after our eng
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