LOGINCATHERINE“We need to talk.”The words hung between us like a thin thread, one wrong move and everything comes unraveling. Ronald’s eyes moved over my shoulder, then back at me. He opened his mouth to say something but then the other side of his car door opened.My brows furrowed.A man stepped out, hair as gray as the streams of moonlight, lines carved into his face from stress and age but his eyes were hard, sharp, assessing the area before finally landing on me.For some reason, my pulse stumbled.A slow smile stretched across his face as he rounded the car. He stretched out his hands, probably for a handshake but Ronald stepped in between us, his jaw locking and unlocking.The man chuckled, the sound almost sounding amused as he took a step back. “You’re even more stunning in person, Miss Reynolds. I can see why Ronald is smitten by you.”My confusion deepened as I shifted my gaze to Ronald, hoping for an explanation. He didn’t address the strange man that he brought, just nodded
CATHERINE The following few days were filled with an awkward silence. Ronald had made sure Ellie was settled into her own room, Ellie still wasn’t talking to me, I refused to stay in the same room as Ronald. I couldn’t. And Stacey called me, bawling her eyes out when she’d gone over my house and saw the redecorations those nice men had left behind.We had a video call for almost two hours where I convinced her that I was fine. She didn’t believe me but I managed to convince her not to tell Marcus, I had no idea where he was but it was a good thing he wasn’t around.My feet padded into the kitchen, slapping against the cold marble floor. The low hum of the refrigerator was the only thing that filled the silence but it was enough to muffle the thoughts that threatened to drag me under.I put Ellie at risk. I didn’t think I would ever forgive myself for that… she certainly won’t.I let out a deep sigh, yanking open the fridge and reaching for the first bottle of wine I could find. Didn
CATHERINE I stopped breathing.My throat tightened with emotions too big, my mind was too heavy. My eyes were locked on his and I could see it, the certainty of his words and that made my heart ache more than anything.I pulled myself away from him ignoring the way my body screamed in protest, watching his face fall. “Those are just words, Ronald.”The pain in his eyes was unbearable so I looked away, staring at the rug instead. “And Ellie… I can’t let her go through all of this because I want to be with you.”I felt him go stiff, even from this distance. “What are you saying?” His voice was slipping, roughness coating every word.I swallowed, whispering slowly. “I’m saying it would be better if you stayed away.”I waited and waited, my heart pounding loudly in my chest as the words escaped me. My chest felt like a boulder was on top of it, crushing it to pieces but I dug my nails into my flesh, focusing on the sting instead.Just when I thought he wouldn’t say anything, he spoke.“N
CATHERINE “Jesus, Cath. Are you dating a mob boss or something?”Before I could say anything, I heard footsteps behind us.Before I could respond, footsteps echoed behind us. Ronald stopped, lingering by the doorway with his hands folded across his chest and his face in an unreadable expression.I hated that I couldn’t see what he felt. He stayed there, staring at the both of us but didn’t approach but as usual, his presence filled the room like he had a say on just how thick even the air was.His gaze clicked to Eli, then back to me. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop,” he said in a low voice. “But I heard my name.”Ellie straightened up in the chair, lifting her chin. “Good. Then you can explain why people are shooting up our house.”At first I thought he wouldn’t answer… no, I hoped he didn’t. I hoped he’d tell her it wasn’t her place to know for her own good but to my surprise, he didn’t deflect. Didn’t soften it or lie.“Because of me,” he said.My stomach dropped.Ellie’s eyes widen
CATHERINE The moment Ronald parked in his driveway, I bolted out of the car and into the house. My heart was racing, mixed with relief and anger when u spotted Ellie.She was spread out on his living room couch, thumbing the remote with a bored expression, without a care in the world. I blew out a sharp, annoyed breath before forcing my feet to move. “Elaine Abigail Reynolds.”I saw her go still, then her head snapped to me. Her eyes widened for half a second before she… rolled her eyes at me.Anger flared in my chest.I’d been raging this town like a madwoman, worrying about whether or not she’d been stuffed into a duffle bag and here she was goofing around.My footsteps thundered in the space as I stormed to where she was, stopping right between her and the television. I folded my arms around my heaving chest.She huffed out a breath, dragging her eyes to me.“Do you have any idea how worried I was?” I seethed but Ellie couldn’t be more bothered.She finally dropped the remote nex
CATHERINERonald’s footsteps echoed loudly behind me even when I told him to stop following me. My pulse hammered behind my eyes, prickling at the throb there. I ignored him, shoving open the doors to the main station and immediately the chaos hit me.Low chatter of people, cops storming around, dragging suspects in handcuffs, a phone that consistently chimed the entire time. My stomach tightened more, my steps faltered just enough for Ronald to catch up.“Cath…” he called, half plea, half frustration.I should have been grateful. He’d come all the way here. He’d talked the charges down. Ellie was safe in his house and everything wasn’t as bad as I thought it was.But my guilt ate me up from the inside.When he’d asked me why I lost control like that I just snapped instead of answering. Admitting the truth was harder. I was a coward. Even I knew that, but it was already too late for the truth. The threat was real and wasn’t going anywhere.“Mr Turner,” a voice called, pulling me out







