All Chapters of He Slept With My Sister, When I Was Giving Birth: Chapter 431 - Chapter 440

AvaFrom my window, the driveway looked like a vein running down the center of the estate, wet in the dusk, tree shadows flickering over the old flagstones.I'd been lying on the rug in my bathrobe, hair still wet, knees to my chest, staring up at the cracks in the ceiling and thinking about nothing

AvaDreams never had a beginning, just a stuck point you circled until the body got bored and let you go.I was in a hospital, the kind from old TV—white walls, fake green plants, the smell of bleach and old lemons. I wore a hospital bracelet that said AVA GRAHAM, which wasn't my name, and I was try

Ava“No one,” I said, but the lie sounded stupid in my own mouth.Evelyn didn’t flinch. She stood in the doorway, backlit by the hall like some museum statue, and waited for the rest.She did that thing, that therapist trick, where you just let the silence go as long as it has to. My throat tightene

“That’s not even the best part,” I said. “You’ve got the wrong idea about who’s in charge.”He jerked his chin toward the dark. “It’s a little late for tough talk, sweetheart.”I could smell his fear now, sharp and sweet underneath the cheap aftershave and the polyester. But there was something else

I shook him again, just enough to jostle. He moaned, then sucked in air like he’d been drowning. The color came back to his face, just a bit.“Come on, boss. Stay with me. Where’s the house?”He took a few more shallow breaths. For a minute I thought I’d have to go to one of the others, start this w