Megan Pov    Mom was right, it's time to put things between Stevie and me behind me, but It was impossible to get in touch with her, her social media accounts haven't been updated in months, our friends back home haven't heard from her, I even tried to reach out to her parents, but they only insulted me, calling me names. It's like she vanished off earth's surface. This past week has been busy, Anthony are I still aren't talking terms and we are supposed to get married in a few days, and my life has been a rollercoaster filled with surprises, betrayals, deaths, and secrets. I don't even know if I should marry Anthony anymore, yes I love him, I do, but I just feel like we should call this whole thing off, and wait for a while until we were sure. Today I have to meet up with the wedding planner to go over my dream wedding once more, I slipped out of bed, freshened up, and made breakfa

Megan POVHas I regained consciousness, groaning in pain, I was experiencing a terrible headache, I tried to move, but my body felt weak, and lacked energy. I felt cold, cold to be exact because I still naked from Natalie and I... wait a minute. While I processing everything, I noticed how my hands felt as if they were tied above my head, and I was in slightly a sitting position, the objects around my hands, rumbled like metal chains, and then it hit me, I was cuffed to the bedpost, but why? I slowly began to open my eyes, but I instantly regret it, the bright light from the room stung my eyes, so force them shut, cursing lowly under my breath, my cheeks felt sticky and stiff, it must be from stained lipstick, I opened my eyes again, and I saw her, staring at me."What the fuck is going on Natalie? You drugged me, you sick psychopath,”Chuckling lowly, she glared at me, with a luminous grin “Couples of hours ago you were

  It's been three years since the death of my husband, Anthony Rhone. I found out that married me without my knowledge, to enjoy that I was ok, and probably if he was alive today I— I would have... Kissed him more, hug him longer, what if he did live? Why did he have to die? I miss him, I miss him every single day, it's been so long but to me, it's like yesterday, the wound was still fresh, no matter how many times I peel the band aid back just to check because I will never accept it, my husband lives forever, I carried him around in my heart.   Jace on the other survived, lucky bastard, I thought, he did get away without a serious injury but at least he is alive, I can tell every day that he is grateful.   I sat in my backyard while lily and her grandparents played, yes grandparents. After Anthony's funeral I discovered, I was pregnant. And even though everyone looked at me with scorn for keeping the baby, I'm glad I did.