로그인I stare down into my cup. “With everything I have.” “I know.” I swallow hard. “I nearly lost her.” Nancy’s expression softens immediately. “But you didn’t.” I laugh bitterly under my breath. “She got kidnapped because of me.” “No,” Nancy corrects me firmly. “She got kidnapped because two u
I wake with a sharp ache running down my neck and shoulders. For a few disoriented seconds, I didn’t know where I was. My body feels twisted at an unnatural angle, one arm numb from where it has been trapped awkwardly against the hospital chair all night. Then the steady beep of monitors reaches my
Then Dale sighs heavily. “Greg… before anything else, I am so sorry.” I lean against the wall, closing my eyes. “You have nothing to apologize for.” “Yes, I do,” Dale says quietly. “Andrea is my daughter. What she did to Jennifer…” His voice cracks slightly. “There are no words for how ashamed I a
GregThe steady beep of monitors has become the soundtrack to my personal hell. I’m sitting slumped in the stiff plastic chair beside Jen’s hospital bed. Elbows on my knees and my hands clasped so tightly together that my knuckles have gone white. The room is dim except for the pale afternoon light
“JEN!” Greg. My head snaps up. He comes sprinting into the warehouse like a man possessed. His face is pale with terror, his eyes are bloodshot and frantic as he runs straight toward me. “Sweet cheeks—oh my God—” I break down instantly at the sight of him. “Greg…” He drops to his knees in front o
I can barely breathe. Every second feels like another weight crushing down onto my chest, pressing harder and harder until I think I might suffocate before the bomb ever had the chance to explode. The warehouse feels colder now. Or maybe that is just fear settling into my bones. My wrists burn from
Aboard the plane, I head toward the seat I assigned myself when a flight attendant stops me. “Excuse me, Miss. Your seat is this way. “They upgraded you to First Class.” Excuse me? They couldn’t have upgraded me. Could they?“You must be mistaken. I neither paid for First Class nor received informat
“I’m good, thanks.” I turn to walk away, but Greg stops me by grabbing hold of my arm, pulling me back toward him. “You still reading those smutty books that get you so turned on you become ravenous?” Blushing vigorously, I turn quickly and power walk back to duty-free.I can’t believe he remembers
“Jen, I know you’re crying. There’s no need to hide it from me. I am feeling the same pain and hurt you are. I hate the pain I caused you all those years ago. There’s nothing more I can do than apologize; that’s all I can offer until I can remember why I did what I did.”“Just drop it, Greg. It’s al
JenGarrett and I arrive at the party which looks to be in full swing. The DJ is playing ‘Dead Man’s Party’ by Oingo Boingo as we walked through the door seeing a crowd of people dancing away to this old 80’s classic. Garrett takes hold of my hand and lean into say something into my ear, “Care to da







