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Jessica sat comfortably on Brielle’s bed like she owned it, her suitcase placed boldly beside the dresser. Anita settled beside her, one leg crossed over the other, staring at them without a care in the world.“What the hell is going on here?” Ethan’s voice thundered through the room.Neither Jessica nor Anita flinched.Jessica lowered her eyes like a cornered deer, pressing her hand to her stomach as though protecting the child within her.A move meant to make Ethan believe her claims.Anita, however, rolled her eyes lazily and met Ethan’s glare without fear. “Why are you shouting? We’re not intruders. We let ourselves in.”“In my house?” Ethan growled. “And in my wife’s room? Have you both gone mad?” He pointed toward Brielle, whose shock was evident on her face. However, she remained silent.Jessica sniffled softly. “I…I told her this wasn’t a good idea, Ethan,” she murmured, “but she insisted—she said it’s your child and I needed to feel safe, and…”“Oh shut up!” Ethan snapped, cu
Ethan sat in the sleek luxury desk at his office, eyes skimming the contract on the table while his business partner went on about a new expansion plan. He tapped a pen lightly against the folder, paying rapt attention to what he was saying and trying to go through the document at the same time. Just as the man across from him leaned forward to discuss revenue projections, Ethan’s phone buzzed beside him.He glanced down and saw the name: Brielle. His heart skipped in a good way.“Excuse me,” Ethan said, raising a hand. “Give me a minute. I need to take this.”The business partner nodded immediately. Seeing the bright look on Ethan’s face, he thought that it might be his wife.Ethan stood and walked toward the glass wall at the edge of the room, answering the call.“Brielle?”“I’m sorry to interrupt,” she said quickly. “I know you’re probably busy.”“It’s fine,” Ethan said, already softening. As a matter of fact, he was glad she called. It was something she rarely did these days. “The
“W-what?” Brielle blinked, catching her breath. “She was just brought in. Dr Graham has gone to take a look but it isn’t looking good for her. I just wanted to let you know. I have to leave now.” Dr Lorey said hurriedly and the line clicked, leaving Brielle with so many unanswered questions. “Oh dear God.” She panicked as she hurried out of bed and into the bathroom. Brielle splashed cold water on her face, gripping the edges of the bathroom sink as she stared at her reflection. Her eyes were tired, filled with worry, and heavy from the little sleep she had managed to get. The news about Nurse Joy had shaken her to her core, and every bone in her body felt restless. She couldn’t sit still, not when someone she had just spoken with the previous day was fighting for her life. She changed into a pair of brown trousers and a black blouse, tying her hair up into a loose bun before grabbing her coat. She skipped breakfast entirely and rushed out of the house, not bothering to even check
Brielle stared at him with hooded eyes. Of all the times he could have overheard their conversations it had to be now.Vivian clapped happily and grabbed her handbag. “Alright then! My work here is done!” She turned to Ms Gwen and stood.“We shall be on our way now! See you soon, my loves!” She cheered happily and waltzed out of the house, leaving a furious Brielle with Ethan.As soon as Vivian left the house, Brielle turned to Ethan.Her jaw tightened and her eyes narrowed as she stared at Ethan, arms crossed tightly over her chest. “You really agreed to that?” she asked, her voice calm but laced with irritation.Ethan sat down on the sofa, watching her with that annoyingly cool expression he always wore when he knew she was upset. “It wasn’t a big deal, Brielle,” he said, shrugging like he hadn’t just agreed to let his mother hire a sex therapist to meddle in their already ended marriage.“Not a big deal?” Brielle echoed, eyebrows arching sharply. “You sat there, smirking like an id
“What have I done?” Jessica whispered, her entire body frozen as she stared at the body of Nurse Joy.“I…is she dead?” Hannah stammered, her lips quivering as she tried to look at the body from where she sat.Jessica swallowed nervously and shook her head slowly. “I don’t know. I don’t think so.” She said calmly, hoping that she was right.“What the fuck did you go, Jess?! You just got us in deep shit!” Hannah raised her voice slightly, still panicking.“She’s not dead….” Jessica whispered, shaking her head in denial. “She’s not fucking dead! Stop screaming!” She yelled like a crazed woman, hitting the steering wheel repeatedly.“Why the fuck isn’t she moving then?” Hannah pointed at the body and let out a soul-wrenching scream. “Oh my God!”There was blood flowing out of Nurse Joy and her body was still.Jessica followed Hannah’s eyes until they landed on Nurse Joy in a pool of her own blood.“Fuck.” She whispered in a shaky voice, looking around to be sure that there was no one arou
Nurse Joy! It’s good to see you…again.” Jessica said smiling from ear to ear, her voice a little too smooth. Nurse Joy hesitated for a while before replying, her guard up for a reason she was yet to find out. “Y..yes. Good evening.” Her voice was calm but her hand clutched her bag a little tighter. Jessica started the engine and slowly pulled away from the roadside. Hannah sat in the passenger seat, smiling widely as she turned around to face the nurse who was seated at the back seat. “It’s such a coincidence running into you, Joy. Long day at work, huh?” Nurse Joy offered a short nod. “Same as always.” “Right, right,” Hannah chuckled. “I actually heard about the pregnancy test you did for my friend today. Thanks for being so helpful. Must be exhausting, running tests all day.” She added, pretending to care. “It’s my job. I enjoy doing it.” Nurse Joy replied with a thin smile. Jessica leaned into the conversation, her tone friendly. “Still, thank you for making it smooth. I