CHAPTER 002.

The next thing I heard was the sound of lips clashing together followed by the moans from Katherine.

“I have to return to the hospital for her toiletries, i have been gone for too long,” she said amidst kissing.

“Why would you even show up there at all? You could have ignored all the calls from the hospital. I did that too.”

“Oh, be nice!” She said, and then burst into a thunderous laughter again.

And at that moment, I realized it was better I left before they discovered my presence.

The only two people I thought I had in the whole world were against me and it would cost them nothing if they chose to kill me right on the spot– maybe.

Controlling the lump that had built up in my throat again and the tears that were threatening to fall, I took a step back. However, my godforsaken phone chose that moment to ring, and I closed my eyes at the realization that I had been caught.

Before I could take another step back, Kevin rushed out of the corner he was, hands in hand with Katherine.

“Lyra…”

Katherine whispered my name like she was most shocked to see me.

“Y… you…”

Without warning, tears streamed down my eyes as I unconsciously took another step back.

“Fuck, were you not supposed to be at the hospital?”

The yell from Kevin put me off instantly and I flinched.

“What?” I mouthed.

His choice of words at that moment threw me off totally.

“Lyra, wait, I can…”

“Don’t move any closer to me!” I burst out as a wave of anger and fear rushed me.

“D… don’t you dare!”

“Ah… shit,” Katherine hissed and then ran her hand through her hair.

“Why are you acting surprised? It is nothing new, is it?” she asked and Kevin shook his head in response.

“Just come over here, let’s talk and…”

“No!”

I screamed as Kevin moved over to me, turned around, and then dashed out of the room.

Fortunately for me, the cab driver was still hanging around as I hadn't paid him for his service.

“Let’s go!” I yelled as I rushed to the car.

“You still haven't paid for…”

“Please!”

He finally got behind the wheel after I had settled in the car and as he ignited the engine, he mumbled, “I hope you haven't gotten into any trouble. Should I call the cops?”

He asked as he drove away.

When he didn't get any response from me, he focused on driving and I buried my head in my palms, trying to process what the hell I had just heard.

Swimming in my own tears at the back seat of the car that headed to the hotel, I couldn't help but wonder where it had all gone wrong.

I have been married to Kevin for three years and I have been nothing but the best, model wife anyone could ever ask for.

We had never fought.

He made sure I never had to get angry at him or even suspect him of shit.

My best friend, Katherine, on the other hand, had been my best companion in this journey of life.

After I lost my parents to a crash as a teenager, Katherine showed up for me at every angle of my life that it got to a point where we were addressed as twins.

Even when she got pregnant four years ago and didn’t have anyone to accept the baby. I…

Hold on…

The baby…

No, never.

Kevin wouldn't be the father of the baby, right?

They have not gotten to such a stage, right?

Katherine had claimed that she had a nightstand with a random person at the club and it resulted in pregnancy. She further told me that she didn't want to abort the baby, and I had supported her all through.

There was no way Kevin was the father, right?

Kevin looked out for the child so much and all I had in mind was that he was only kind to the baby because he loved kids and that he was my best friend's son.

There was no way he was the father, right?!

I burst into fresh tears at the new realization and didn't even spare a glance at the driver who asked what was stealing glances at me while he drove.

How the hell had I missed all of this?!

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It was the second day that I had holed myself up in the room without making contact with anyone or even taking a drop of water.

The previous night was worse. It was hard to get through the night as all that was on my mind was Kevin and Katherine.

As I thought of the next step, my mind slipped back to the unknown number that had texted me to hurry home as there was an emergency and I picked up my phone instantly.

I turned it on, browsed through it, and then dialed the number.

It rang for a while before the receiver picked up, and I said, “Who are you?”

“You called me,” came their deep, sleepy voice.

“You sent me a text. Who are you?”

“You are going to be asking me more than that. Save my number. I am Mason Bellingham,” he said.

“Don’t go to the house yet. Let’s meet. I will help you,” he added and I scoffed.

“Don’t kid me!”

I dropped the call and then got out of the bed.

“You are going to pay for this… both of you,” I vowed as I prepared to leave the lodge.

~~~

As the car arrived at the front of the house, I clasped my hands together and closed my eyes for a few seconds as the incident from the previous day rushed through my head again.

I was going to make them apologize, and then divorce my so-called husband afterward.

I had already called for help from the police on my way and this was because I knew Kevin and Katherine would probably want to harm me and it would be nice if they got caught in the process.

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As I got to the door, I breathed out heavily, fidgeting from where I stood, and then shook my head.

“It’s fine, Lyra. They can never get to you.”

I turned the knob of the door, and then, I walked in gently.

I hadn't walked for long before the scattered surroundings threw me off.

The pillows were scattered and the flower vases that were on the tables were all shattered to the ground.

“W… what is going on?” I mumbled under my breath as I walked in further, slowly removing my phone from my pocket.

However, I hadn't walked for long before I stumbled upon him.

I felt all the blood in my body drained in an instant as I froze in my position.

My phone fell from my hand and my lips trembled in the mixture of horror and angst.

On the floor lay Kevin, my husband.

In the pool of his own blood.

“Argh!” I finally let out a scream and then fell to the floor.

And at that moment, the police rushed in.

But something was off.

They were pointing their guns at me!