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What the Timeline Says.

ผู้เขียน: Pr3shy V.
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~ Ethan ~

I tapped my fingers against the edge of the steel table. Three stacks of printed papers lay side by side under the bright white desk lamp in the basement records archive.

On the left was the official ambulance report from the night of the charity gala. On the right was the emergency dispatch log from the city police department. In the middle was a copy of Chloe Bennett’s mobile phone billing record from that exact same night.

I took a black pen and drew a straight circle around the fi
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    ~ Ivy ~"Your hands are warm today, Ivy," Maya whispers, smoothing the soft lace over my shoulders. I look down at my fingers. She speaks the truth. For years, my hands stayed cold like river stones, but today they feel warm and steady."Stop fussing with the lace, Maya," Lily says from her wheelchair, rolling a few inches closer on the wooden floor. She holds a small bundle of wild lilies in her lap. A light blanket covers her legs, hiding the bandage from her surgery, but her face has color again. "She looks like herself. That is the best part.""I am just making sure the hem hangs straight," Maya replies, stepping back with a wide grin. "Our girl is marrying the best and richest man in the city."I turn toward the small mirror on the wall of the chapel side room. The dress is simple ivory silk, sewn to fit my wide hips, my full waist, and my soft arms. It hugs my curves without pulling. I touch the silver comb in my hair, the one Lily gave me from our grandmother. My reflection sho

  • The Plus-Sized Bride No One Wanted: Too Fat to Love    Healing The Sacred Ground.

    ~ Ethan ~The elevator chime echoed like a gunshot through the empty sixth floor. Ivy gasped, her fingers digging through my dark coat sleeve, sinking into the muscle of my forearm. Her knuckles turned stark white. Her breath came in short, jagged gasps, rattling in her chest.I covered her trembling hand with my palm, holding her tight against my side. "Breathe with me, Ivy," I whispered, keeping my voice low and level. "Four seconds in. Four seconds out."She pressed her forehead against my shoulder, inhaling the scent of my wool coat. Her shoulders trembled under my arm. Two weeks ago, this hallway was filled with smoke, screams, and the copper stench of fresh blood. Today, the air smelled of industrial lemon cleaner and wet paint. The quiet felt heavy, like a trap waiting to snap shut. Ivy lifted her head. Her hazel eyes were wide, scanning the polished brass trim along the corridor walls."Tell me the truth, Ethan," Ivy said, her voice shaking. "Are you sure we are ready for this

  • The Plus-Sized Bride No One Wanted: Too Fat to Love    Julian's Final Verdict.

    ~ Julian ~The brown folder slammed onto the steel table between us. The metal legs screeched against the bare floor, and the sound made my teeth ache."Sign the confirmation slip, Mr. Vance," the subpoena officer said. His name tag read Roland, and his eyes stayed cold. "You are officially served with the coroner's release and the final state findings." My hands shook as I reached for the cheap blue ballpoint pen. "Is this the report from the morgue?""Open it and see for yourself," Roland said, crossing his thick arms. "The state closed the file this morning."My thumb flipped the metal clip. The first page had a red stamp across the top: DECEASED. Underneath was Chloe's name. A small color photograph was stapled to the corner. Her blonde hair looked dirty and matted with street dust. Her neck sat twisted at a sharp, unnatural angle against the metal tray."Blunt force trauma from a six-story fall," I read out loud. My voice sounded dry, like paper scraping over stone. "She hit the

  • The Plus-Sized Bride No One Wanted: Too Fat to Love    The Sister's Awakening.

    ~ Ivy ~The medical monitor sounds a sharp, frantic alarm. The electronic beeps pierce the sterile quiet of the private recovery suite. My boots hit the linoleum floor with a heavy slap. The paper cup in my grip crushes flat, splashing lukewarm water across the bedside table.Lily’s body arches against the stiff hospital mattress. Her hands twist into the white cotton sheets, knuckles turning chalky white under the harsh fluorescent tubes. Her head thrashes against the thin pillow, blonde curls tangled with sweat and medical tape. "Lily," I call out, gripping the cold steel of the raised bed rail. "Lily, listen to my voice. Open your eyes."Her face carries a hollow, grayish tint. Thick layers of surgical gauze wrap tightly around her middle, holding together the jagged wound left by Chloe’s bullet. Below her ribs, the dark stain of surgical iodine colors her pale skin. A thin plastic cannula feeds oxygen into her nostrils, hissing with every shallow breath. A ragged gasp tears out of

  • The Plus-Sized Bride No One Wanted: Too Fat to Love    Clean Plazas and Cold Graves.

    ~ Ivy ~The steel table between us was freezing. Assistant District Attorney Marcus Webb dropped a thick manila folder onto the metal. The loud slap echoed off the grey walls. "The case is closed, Ivy," Marcus said. He pulled out a metal chair and sat down. "The county coroner just signed the final report. Detective Miller stamped it ten minutes ago."Ethan sat next to me. His shoulder pressed against mine, solid and warm. His large hand covered my knuckles on the table, squeezing gently. He kept his coat on, his surgeon badge clipped to the pocket. "Give us the exact ruling, Marcus," Ethan said. His voice was deep and steady."Justifiable self-defense," Marcus replied. He tapped the top page of the file with a blunt finger. "Lily acted to prevent a mass shooting. Chloe Bennett fired an illegal handgun into a crowded room, hit your sister in the stomach, and continued trying to shoot. The fall from the sixth-floor terrace was the direct result of a lawful struggle." I swallowed the dr

  • The Plus-Sized Bride No One Wanted: Too Fat to Love    The Price Of Redemption.

    ~ Ivy ~Red lights flashed across the hospital ceiling, spinning in dizzy circles. The ambulance doors flew open with a violent bang. "Gunshot wound to the lower abdomen!" the paramedic yelled, jumping onto the asphalt. "Pressure dropping! Eighty over fifty!"The metal gurney hit the ramp with a loud clatter. Lily lay flat on the mattress, her face white like chalk. Thick red blood soaked through the lavender fabric of her bridesmaid dress, pooling around her hips. An oxygen mask covered her nose and mouth, fogging up with every tiny, rattling breath. Ethan ran beside the wheels. His black wedding tuxedo jacket was gone. His white dress shirt was ripped at the collar, plastered with dark red smears across his chest and cuffs."Ethan!" I cried, running behind them. The hem of my white lace wedding dress dragged across the wet pavement, heavy with blood and black soot from the rooftop terrace. Ethan turned his head for half a second. His blue-gray eyes were sharp and hard like slate. "S

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