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CHAPTER 061: SAMANTHA’S POV

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last update Data de publicação: 2026-03-16 23:46:20

Silence pressed down on the room like a heavy blanket. The slow hum of the AC was the only available sound. No one moved. No one spoke. Just eyes darting at each other.

My mind kept drifting back to the clear ziplock bag lying on the center table earlier, the knife inside it stained dark red. The same knife I had seen in the bedroom. The same one that lay in the pool of blood two days back.

I swallowed hard. My mind refused to make sense of it. That knife had been in Victoria’s bedroom. I had s
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    I woke up slowly, eyelids heavy and a little too painful. The first thing I felt was the ache in my head, a dull, steady pounding that matched my heartbeat. The hospital bed creaked softly under me as I tried to shift. My throat felt like sandpaper, dry and tight. I swallowed, but it only made it worse. My eyes burned when I finally managed to open them wider. The room was quiet except for the soft beep of the monitor beside the bed and the faint hum of the air conditioner. The room was empty. Well, except for me lying on the bed. I remembered vividly everything that had landed me here. My throat tightened, the dream I had just woken up from still fresh in my mind. It was Mia, Mia and me in our little happy world. I lay there for a moment, staring at the white ceiling tiles. Names slipped from my lips in a hoarse whisper.“Mia…” My voice cracked. I had missed that little girl. I had no idea what my life was going to become the day I stepped foot into the Langfords' penthouse. It h

  • MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK   CHAPTER 097: SAMANTHA’S POV

    My fingers twisted the edge of the couch, grabbing it tighter as my breathing raced. The look on Sara’s face got me all worked up, it didn't look like the call was going through, and for unknown reasons I was worried. Sara paced in front of me, phone pressed to her ear, pulling the hem of her blouse lightly like she was getting worked up too. She tried Alex’s number again, for the fifth time.The line rang once, twice, then clicked straight to voicemail. The same robotic voice filled the room for a second before Sara ended the call with a frustrated tap, then lowered herself into the couch right beside me.“Still not connecting,” she said softly. Her eyebrows pulled together, worry sat deep in her eyes as she darted me a glance.I nodded, but my chest felt tighter. I tilted sideways on the couch, shifting my weight, trying to find a position that didn’t make my heart feel like it was trying to punch its way out. Why did this bother me so much? Alex was just… Alex. Or maybe I tried

  • MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK   CHAPTER 096: SAMANTHA’S POV

    I stood on Lucy’s porch, finally ready to go, the morning sun warm on my back. Lucy held my hands, like she had known me for long, or maybe an old time friend. Such a sweet woman! Being with her for just a short time left me wondering what men really wanted. That woman was human, kind in all way, fun and lively. At some point I had wanted to ask what went wrong in her marriage. But I had restrained, I had only known her for two nights.The cab waited at the curb, engine humming softly, the driver tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. Lucy pulled me into one last hug, her arms wrapping around me tightly, the kind of hug that felt like home. I held on a little longer than I should have, my cheek pressed against her shoulder. I wished I had more than just a warm hug to offer her, but I was sure not to forget her in a hurry. She had been more than a friend these past two days. She had been family when I had none close by, giving me a roof when my mind was too scattered to even t

  • MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK   CHAPTER 095: AUTHOR’S POV

    Mr. Richard paced the living room, his leather shoes clicking sharply against the floor with every step. He dragged on his tie, loosening it a bit.The sound of his fingers snapping in anger echoed off the high ceilings and bounced back at him like an accusation. His eyebrows were drawn tight, deep lines carved between them. He lifted the phone to his ear again, for the umpteenth time in a minute, his thumb pressing hard on the redial button. The screen lit up his face in the dim evening light.The line rang once, and then twice before Alex picked up.Mr. Richard’s voice exploded through the speaker, raw and loud. Not holding back any ounce of the emotion surging through him. “What the hell is going on, Detective Thorne? First, you can’t find my daughter. Then you have nothing on Elma. And now Samantha is missing too? How many more people do I have to lose before you do your damn job?” He blurted into the gadget in his hand, lips trembling.He stopped pacing near the minibar. His fr

  • MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK   CHAPTER 094: SAMANTHA’S POV

    I hung the picture back in its place. Then moved slowly through the house. Pushed the door to the kitchen, old wooden table still stood in the center, chairs pushed in neatly. I ran my hand over the surface. Dust came away on my fingers. I wiped it on the dress Lucy had given me.Then I took the narrow wooden stairs up to the second floor. Each step creaked under my weight, the sound brought back memories of sneaking down at night for water when I couldn’t sleep.My old room was first. The door stuck a little when I pushed it open. Inside, the small bed was still made, covers faded from years of sun. On the wall near the window were the inscriptions I had scratched there as a teenager, my name, Mia’s name, silly hearts and stars. A small laugh, half cry, escaped my throat.A few of my old clothes still hung in the wardrobe. I opened it. The fabric smelled musty. My hands came away covered in fine gray dust when I touched the hangers. I closed the door again.Then I walked to what used

  • MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK   CHAPTER 093: SAMANTHA’S POV

    I stood on the cracked sidewalk in front of the old house, the place where I grew up. The afternoon sun beat down on the faded blue paint, making the wooden porch look even more tired than I remembered. The yard was overgrown with weeds that brushed against my ankles. My heart felt heavy in my chest as I stared at the rusted padlock on the front door.Lucy had helped call a couple of men from the street. They worked with hammers and crowbars, metal clanging against metal. Each strike sent dust and small rust flakes flying into the air. I watched them, arms wrapped around myself above my protruding stomach, the breeze tugging at my hair. I exhaled a couple of times heavily while fighting the memories flooding my mind.lQuiet dinners at the small wooden table inside. Mom dishing out rice and vegetables, three-year-old Mia giggling at something silly I said. Dad’s chair empty after he passed, but Mom still setting a place for him out of habit. The way the three of us would sit togethe

  • MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK   CHAPTER 022: SAMANTHA’S POV

    Marcus crouched down beside me before I could lift my face the second time. I couldn’t push him away even though that was what made the most sense.His body balanced on the balls of his feet, broad shoulders blocking half the lamplight from casting on my face. The glow caught the side of his jaw, t

    last updateÚltima atualização : 2026-03-22

  • MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK   CHAPTER 023: SAMANTHA’S POV

    Marcus strode back into the room, small wooden tray resting on both palms, nudging the door open easily with his elbow. Steam curled up from the coffee mug, reaching my nostrils from the door, the exact way I used to make it when we were together.My eyes caressed over him, wondering how he manage

    last updateÚltima atualização : 2026-03-22

  • MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK   CHAPTER 017: SAMANTHA’S POV

    I strode across the foyer, heels clicking softly yet steadily, head tilted slightly to the side in exasperation, a lazy yawn left my throat. Flipping the heavy envelope over to the hand where my bag rested, I managed to tuck my hair perfectly, catching my shadowy image on the floor-to-ceiling windo

    last updateÚltima atualização : 2026-03-20

  • MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK   CHAPTER 011: SAMANTHA’S POV

    Cool air hit my eyes as I stepped out of the mansion gates. I tilted my left hand a little bit, it was already past six. The sun was beginning to disappear.I texted Sara a few minutes after I got into the room. Our favorite coffee spot would be a good place for us, calm, suitable, with the smell o

    last updateÚltima atualização : 2026-03-18
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