บททั้งหมดของ Twisted Deception: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 16

WINNIEI was convinced that I had stopped breathing at that very moment as Uncle Elliot pinned me with an inquisitive gaze. I realized that it might have been a little bit forward on my part to have picked him out of all the people on the table to start a conversation with.I closed my eyes and sighed, I hoped with everything within me that he wouldn't be able to recognize me.The corners of his lips tilted up into a bright smile. If I hadn't known him too well, I would have been fooled by it and I would have thought that it was genuine.I knew that it wasn't but that didn't stop me from returning his fake smile back.“What could you possibly want to know about me Mrs Moretti?” He raised an eyebrow at me in question. There was an undertone in his voice indicating that he was slightly uncomfortable being the subject of interest. It was too subtle and if I didn't know why better, I would have missed it.“Anything you'd like to share” I lifted my shoulder into a casual shrug. How I was a

WINNIEThe water below my feet felt very warm. I was too bored to stay in the room. I was almost convinced that the walls were beginning to close in. I had to get out and what better way to do it than taking a swim. I was clad in a plain white bikini, my hair was packed up in a messy bun and the sun against my skin felt divine.I was almost convinced that there was a slight chance that I could have been dreaming about this moment. I closed my eyes and sighed as my memory traveled back to the days that I would take a swim with my sister.I could remember our laughter and us acting goofy, drenching each other and pushing each other deeper into the pool. My chest clenched at the memory and I felt a sort of heaviness settle over me.I forced my mind to drift away from the memory and bring me back to reality. I was forced to be married to a Mafia boss and a suspected murderer. This was my reality and I had to face it. The fact that I had been planted into this situation without any means

WINNIEI was in mid conversation with Lydia when a knock came on the door. Maybe it was more along the lines of an argument. We were arguing about something ridiculous. She was insisting that I spent the whole day shopping and I found the idea very exhausting.I had more designer clothes than I knew what to do with and I haven't even gotten to wear half of them.But she insisted. Said that it was to make me look less suspicious. I wanted to do something less self imposed. Maybe explore the city. I can't remember the last time I was in a coffee shop.I can't even remember the last time I've gone out to get some flowers or some books but I guess that was the idea behind prison. You never got to leave and you have to come to terms with the idea that you're meant to remain behind those prison bars forever.Something that I struggled to accept everyday.“You need to understand what it'll make you look less suspicious, it was all Sofia ever liked to do. Shop for things until the space in he