It came almost instantly.“Patience, my darling. The bartender is headed your way. He’ll give you a glass of juice. I want you to drink it.”I saw red.The message burned on my screen, and my jaw clenched so tightly it hurt. Was he out of his mind? Did he really think I was stupid enough to drink so
Amber The moment I stepped out of the taxi onto 25 Beaumont Street, the cool night air bit at my skin. The street was dimly lit, washed in the soft orange glow of the streetlamps. I could see the bar just ahead, its sign gleaming faintly against the dark sky. A soft hum of music spilled out each ti
11:48 PM.Rayne, Ian, and Ken were still out there somewhere combing through streets, forests, old warehouses, anywhere Erlan could have taken Evalie, along with the police.I prayed that they would find something, anything, before midnight came. But deep down, I knew they wouldn’t. Erlan was too me
Amber Time is such a mysterious thing.More often than not, we feel like we never have enough of it. It slips away, rushing forward even when we try to hold on to it. But in a situation such as this, I find myself counting seconds. Every tick of the clock feels like a cruel reminder that I’m still
AmberI didn’t dare look at him. Seeing tears on his face would destroy me completely.There was silence for a long while. The kind that stretched and clawed at your sanity. The only sound was our uneven breathing; his controlled, mine fractured.When he finally spoke again, his voice was steadier,
Amber The phone slipped from my trembling fingers, hitting the polished wooden floor with a sharp clatter that echoed through the room like a gunshot. The sound was final, like the world itself had just ended with that single drop.For a heartbeat, I couldn’t move. The strength in my legs vanished