Se connecterDriving through Phoenix at dusk, Chloe’s thoughts were churning with the mission she had accepted. Chloe did not fear Megan, and she did not mind becoming entangled in the family’s rot. Ruan was still her son’s father, and the threat of a mysterious assailant hovering over him was, indirectly, a threat to Christopher’s world.In less than twenty minutes, she parked her car in front of a residence that was painfully familiar: her old home, the house where Josephine now lived.It was an imposing Victorian structure, with an ivy-wrapped porch and large windows that used to flood the living room with afternoon light. As she turned off the engine, memories crashed over her like the first wave of a tidal surge.In that place, she had been truly happy for a time. The recollections of childhood, the laughter shared with her mother in the flourishing garden, were sweet. But everything had crumbled after her mother’s sudden death. Josephine’s arrival had initiated the hell of her life. Josephin
The silence in the room was unsettling. Megan was no longer pounding on the door or screaming hysterically for Chloe to let her in. Ruan felt exhausted and bruised, but no wound seemed more painful than the one in his heart.Chloe remained standing, a safe distance from the bed, her hands crossed over her chest. She had held back her tears, but the pain she saw in his face—something uncommon in their years of marriage—was reopening old wounds. She forced her voice to come out cold and practical.“What does Megan have to do with your injuries?” She couldn’t help the stab of bitterness. She leaned in to look at him better, keeping a safe distance from her old and current love. “If you’ve decided not to tell me, I really need to go.”Ruan tried to move in the bed, and the pain made him groan slightly. Guilt hit him, a cold and sudden wave. Looking at Chloe—the strong woman he had so cowardly dismissed after Megan’s return—he realized how unfair he had been. He had trusted his destructive
Chloe barely had time to slide the bolt on the hospital room door before the storm broke. The metallic click of the lock instantly vanished, swallowed by the explosion of rage outside.“Open this door, Chloe! Now!” Megan’s roar, furious scream sounded like it wanted to tear the wood apart.A loud thud, followed by another and then another, echoed through the room. Megan relentlessly hammered on the wooden door, not caring she was in a hospital, each blow asserting her cruel, destructive presence. The sudden violence made Ruan shift in the bed, a hoarse moan escaping his cracked lips. He woke up from a fitful, medicated sleep, blinking beneath the room’s diffused light.Chloe kept her back to him for a moment, her hand still resting on the cold latch. The door was locked, but she felt Megan could knock it down any second. She took a deep breath, trying to crush the wave of panic rising in her throat.It was the same sound, the same bad feeling that had marked the end of her marriage—th
Chloe watched Christopher work on his school activity without interrupting him, realizing how terrible it would be to pull him out of school now that he was adapting and making new friends. Impatiently, she rubbed her face. Anxiety was dominating her heart. Chloe felt the air escape her lungs whenever her current problems resurfaced.How could she keep Christopher safe with Megan and Josephine so close?She heard the front door open, and Grace walked in, immediately breaking Christopher’s focus. Grace hugged him as if she hadn’t seen him in ages and peppered the boy with questions. Chris excitedly recounted his school day, giving Chloe the distinct feeling that she could not interrupt this chapter of his life.Chloe needed to find another way to keep Chris safe.When Grace approached her, Chloe felt more agitated than before. She forced a smile to greet her, but Grace kept watching Chloe, knowing something was wrong.“What happened this time?” Grace set her bag on the island counter,
Megan’s body trembled uncontrollably, even more so when her eyes witnessed Josephine approach Osvaldo and ask him to calm down. Suddenly, all the memories of her past revisited her. Only with Josephine’s help could Osvaldo know her location.“I can’t believe you were capable of betraying me this way!” Her eyes filled with tears as she looked at her mother.Josephine shrugged, completely unconcerned with her daughter's feelings.“I’m sorry, Megan,” she said, but Megan knew Josephine felt nothing. “He is still your husband; he needed to know where you were.”Megan shook her head in denial.“Besides, he helped me get out of that jail, or have you forgotten that you used his money to pay the bail?”It was a nightmare, Megan thought. Of course, Josephine would side with him. Osvaldo had always been her favorite, even more than Ruan.During a trip to England, a year before Megan and Ruan’s scheduled wedding, they met on the festive streets of the capital when Osvaldo fell madly in love with
Megan entered the room, her heart pounding hard against her ribs. Ruan’s question had been unusual, exposing her fears too quickly and leaving her no time to defend herself.News in Phoenix spread fast, but she hadn’t expected Ruan to know that Samantha was back. And she could already suspect who had told him about the supposed friendship.Since the day she helped her mother get out of prison, Ruan had acted strangely, always suspicious, but she couldn’t tell him the truth. Megan wanted to bury her past so that no one would ever find out what really happened.With trembling hands, she called Josephine. She didn’t answer the first time, and that made Megan’s anxiety grow disproportionately. Megan rubbed her face, a scream trapped in her throat, not knowing what to do.When she returned to Phoenix, she wanted to start over. She used Felix’s death as the perfect excuse to run away from her old life. She wasn’t willing to let anything or anyone ruin her plans again.Not only that, but she







