No, Jason your friend is hotter

Molly’s POVEva is already asleep in my arms when I stride in through the doors. The poor child had to wait up for me at the hospital for another three hours, and right now, I do not exactly feel like the best mother in the world.But the moment I step in, more serious matters take over.Amanda is seated on my couch, her perfectly manicured nails pressed against her lips as she stares straight at me, silently asking that I should not make a noise.My husband, Jason, has his head on her thighs, his eyes closed, and his breath shallow. And Amanda's fingers knead through his tresses.I don't say a word, taking Eva up to her room first. I cannot wake her up to have her bath, so I lay her down on her bed and tuck her in before returning to the living room.Amanda and Jason are still in the same position. “Urghhh!” She groans when I appear again. “Can you stop making so much noise with your feet? Jason has been up all day taking care of my daughter.”“Right,” I murmur, rolling my eyes. “An

Molly’s POVI don’t get back home until 7 am the following day. My steps are slow and my limbs weary as I push myself into my bedroom. I sigh when I take in the condition, remembering what happened in what feels like years ago.Pulling the already tangled sheets, I walk up the stairs to my daughter’s room, intending to take a short nap there while the nanny gets her ready for school.My eyes don’t flutter open until hours later, when I hear voices coming from downstairs. I get up slowly and rub at my eyes, reaching for my phone.Past 4 pm.How great.I have a lot of missed calls from the hospital, especially from Doctor Olivia, who had to be called in at an odd hour last night because Amanda insisted that I wasn't going to touch her child.It was such a dramatic moment.Pulling myself off the little bed, I trudge back down the steps. Eva, Jason, Amanda, and Lila are all in the living room packing up a little bag. “Mommy,” Eva calls excitedly, then runs over to me. “You are awake! Dad

Molly’s core Voices hover from the outside, and garish light pierces through my eyes from a deep sleep. This feels weird because this time, my body feels lighter, and my skin feels fresher. I try jolting out of bed, but the softness of the bed keeps pulling me back, making it more relaxing. I can feel a pleasant yet overwhelming perfume in the air, “ I recognise that scent”. I'm finally able to gather the strength to reach out for the mirror standing firmly on the wall, I stand opposite the mirror barefoot. The cold from the air conditioner which is mounted across the mirror freezes my body, but it feels good, because the last time I can remember, the air conditioner from the mansion felt like fire to my skin. Here I’m expecting to see the “weak, tired, naive, and frustrated looking Molly, who is tired of the torture her husband and mother-in-law dished to her and her innocent child” but I see the “ brave, strong and resentless woman, who’s filled with revenge, anger, and yes, s

Richard -Molly’s pov“You should go to bed now. I’d join Jason” I snap as I fasten my walkout of his room. “Do you really have to leave now stunner?” he tightens his hands around my waist and pulls me to himself, while gazing deep into my soul. “Richard, I think you're drunk, let's keep this for some other day” I stutter, trying to convince him, but I get distracted again by his stare. He isn't paying attention to me, he's earnestly lost in lust. He stares like he wants me consumed as soon as he can. “I don't know how many times you've been called a goddess, take it from me, you're magnificent. Your body is densely stimulating and pleasant. No one could ignore”.. He says, staring directly at my lips.I can feel my legs quivering, and my whole body trembling. This is so beautiful. “I haven't been stared at with so much love”. At this point, I find myself lifting my hand to his face, relaxing it on his beard. Richard brings me closer to himself, and I feel chills sending signals

Morning arrives soft and familiar, draping the world in gold, the spark of sun piercing me deep into my eyes from a thin space through the curtain disturbs my sleep. “It’s Morning. I have to be in the hospital. My internship starts today.” I had almost forgotten about my schedule for today. My internship is for a year or less before I can be permanently recruited as a qualified doctor. I rolled to the edge of the bed reflecting on my experience for the previous day. It becomes a full dialogue with myself about how I rescued Richard from the pitfalls of Jason and his mom. I begin to panic again, because I’m aware of how much damage Jason and Madeline can cause to Richard, an image of Richard bowing in loyalty to my body to worship it as a goddess strikes me, there and then, I find myself smiling again with my body calling for him one more time. “Will this image ever exist in my mind” “Molly, sleepyhead, I don’t need a soothsayer to tell me you just woke up” Cassy barges into the r