Mag-log inEvelynKendall called me while I was still sitting in the hospital bed, the fever finally lower but the deep ache in my side refusing to ease. Her voice carried the tight urgency she only used when she had found something she could not keep to herself. After a few pleasantries and wondering about my health as it was currently, Kendall jumped right into it. “I kept digging after the news article about Laura Hensley,” she said. “She contacted at least two other former patients from the same clinic before she disappeared. One of them is willing to talk, but only to you, and only if you come alone. No one else. She is scared, Evie. Really scared.”I pressed my free hand against the bandages and stared at the pale wall opposite the bed. At this point, everything circled in my head until the new information settled on top like another layer of weight. “When?”“This afternoon. She gave me a location outside the city. A quiet park near the old reservoir. She will be there at three. If you ar
AdrianI left a few minutes after the nurse had left to attend to a business call.By the time I returned, I paused dead in my tracks just as I was about to enter the ward and leant in to get just a peek of what was going on between the two of them.Evelyn still looked pale and drained from the fever, one hand resting weakly against the bandages under her gown, but her eyes were fixed on Damien with a sharpness that had not been there earlier.He stood at the foot of the bed with the closed chart still in his hands, his posture carefully neutral, the same way he always managed to look when he wanted to appear professional and nothing more.The fool!“What did you see in that file?” Evelyn asked him.Her voice was low, but it carried the kind of quiet demand that made it clear she would not accept another deflection.What was going on?I leant in closer, curious.Damien set the chart down on the counter behind him and turned fully toward her.“Nothing that changes your current treatmen
EvelynThe fever climbed higher during the night, and by morning it had settled deep into my bones, turning every movement into a slow, grinding effort.Of course, in a bid to avoid further problems with my husband, Damien had only taken me to a place he could trust. That didn’t necessarily mean that their treatment was successful.As a matter of fact, I had taken all the medications recommended, and though it had subsided indeed, it was only for a while before the pain returned in double folds.My side throbbed with a heat that felt separate from the rest of my body, and when I tried to sit up, the room tilted so hard I had to grip the mattress with both hands.I called out once, then again, louder.No one answered.I forced myself out of bed and made it as far as the hallway before my legs threatened to give.The house was quiet in the way that meant Adrian had already left for the office, and for some reason, I had every reason to be afraid.At first, I thought I was alone, but I r
AdrianI walked through the front door later than usual and found my mother already waiting in the living room, her expression tight with the kind of controlled disapproval she reserved for situations she considered beneath the family name.Doris stood a few steps behind her, folder still in hand from whatever work matter had brought her by earlier. The house felt colder than it should have. But that too, was a sensation I was getting used to.“She left with that doctor again,” Margaret said the moment I set my keys down. “She claimed to have some extreme fever. What effortery. Soon, Evelyn, your wife may just run out of excuses to justify how less of a wife she has become.”The words landed harder than I expected.I had given Evelyn a clear boundary after the debt payment. Damien Cross was to stay out of our lives. Yet here she was, still running to him the moment things became difficult. Or just when she had the slightest chance.Something sharp and familiar twisted in my chest.“Wh
EvelynI guess shortly after Kendall revealed this new discovery, I couldn’t help but feel that I was in no way safe.Something must have happened to Laura Hensley.Kendall figured out how worried I was by this new discovery and immediately regretted telling me. Not like she had a choice.I convinced her I was doing great and that we both just had to keep our eyes peeled and try to get some sleep.But the worry was already bringing on a fever.The fever came on slowly at first, a low heat that settled behind my eyes.By mid-morning, I could barely sit up without the room tilting. I had taken the pain medication twice already, yet the grinding discomfort beneath the bandages refused to ease.Adrian moved through the house with the same icy civility he had worn since the debt revelation.When I asked if we could talk about anything at all, he simply looked at me for a long moment and then returned to his laptop without answering.The silence between us had become a living thing, cold an
EvelynI barely slept after the incomplete message arrived.The three words “You have to…” sat in my mind like an unfinished sentence that refused to leave, and the deep ache in my side made every turn in the bed feel like a fresh reminder that my body was still far from healed. By morning, the physical pain had settled into a steady, grinding presence, and the fear from the night before had only grown sharper.Kendall arrived early, her expression already set. We drove to the police station together in near silence and waited to see an officer.When our turn finally came, we were led to a tired-looking officer who listened with the polite patience of someone who had already decided the story was not worth much of his time. I had barely finished before I knew it was all a waste.“So a woman you never met in person called you about some medical records, set a meeting, and never showed up,” he said, tapping his pen against the desk. “And then she sent a partial text in the middle of the







