Claimed by My Sister's Fiancé のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Whatever this man was doing to me was either going to be the death of me or my complete undoing.I lay flat on the bed, eyes on the ceiling, trying to catch my breath. My hair was scattered across the pillow and my whole body ached. My head pulsed so badly I could practically see the inside of my skull.Darnell shifted closer and rested his head on my shoulder, breathing into my neck, one hand settling on my hip under the blanket.I felt the warmth of his breath on my skin and his hand sliding down until I felt it between my legs. I pressed them together, trapping it, then grabbed his hand and pulled it out, knowing full well that if I'd waited one more second I wouldn't have been able to.I threw the blanket off and moved away, sitting up. I reached into the drawer and pulled out the painkillers, placed one on my tongue. A cool shiver ran down my spine as his fingers traced a slow line up my back. I swallowed the pill and turned around, holding one out toward him.He looked at it. Th

ME: I don't know why you haven't been returning my calls, or why you're ignoring my texts, but I really need that help you promised. Lana is freaking out, the trial is tomorrow. Please call me back.I pressed send on the thirteenth message I've sent to Darnell in the past five days."Good morning. Court is back in session in the matter of The People versus Michael Lawson, case number 2026-CR-4471. This is day two of proceedings," the judge said, and Lana nervously pulled at the sleeve of her sweater, tugging it down over her palms, her eyes fixed on Mike, who stood in the defendant's box."Yesterday the defense completed direct examination of the defendant. We are now moving into cross examination by the prosecution. I remind all parties that we are still under the same ground rules established at the start of this hearing. Objections will be heard but I will not tolerate unnecessary interruptions or grandstanding from either side. Mr. Lawson, you remain under oath. Everything you sai

I was drowning. The water sat inches from my nose, but I couldn't move, my hands and legs felt paralyzed, like an anchor was lashed to my ankle, dragging me down inch by inch until the water poured into my lungs. And every time it did, a hand would close around my arm and pull me out, and for one second I'd think it was finally over. Then they'd let go, and I'd sink all over again.This time the hand grabbed me and hauled me upward, but my eyes stayed shut. I tried to lift my own hand to brace myself against the surface, but before I could grip anything, the hand released me and I was falling back, faster than the last two hundred times. I reached out to my sides, searching for something to hold onto, but there was nothing there. Before I could process it, my back slammed against the surface of the water and my eyes snapped open.The bright lights stung my eyes, sharp and disorienting, and I narrowed them slightly to soften the glare. I sucked in enough air to fill my lungs and forced

"You haven't touched your food, you should eat. It'll help you recover faster," Simone said, hovering over me."I'm not hungry," I replied, dropping the fork onto the platter."You haven't eaten anything since yesterday."I sighed and looked at her, then past her at the white wall. "I'll eat when I'm out of here.""Darnell, you know you can't leave until you get better," Simone said."I feel better.""What she means is," Maurice said, walking in, "you can't leave until the doctors clear you."I sank my head into the stiff pillow and closed my eyes. I needed to get out of here."You're all acting like he's five. If he wants to leave we should let him," Serena said from the corner, and for once I actually agreed with something out of her mouth."...but he needs to walk out of this hospital unassisted."I take that back."I can walk," I argued, and all three of them gave me the same skeptical look.Serena got up and crossed to the bed. "Okay then," she said, lifting the tray off my lap a

Dear Diary,I've started journalling again after two years. The reason I stopped was because of a man. And the reason I'm writing again is because of another man. I think I'm cursed in that department.I'm ten days into getting over Darnell and somehow it feels like I haven't made any progress at all. Like for one, if I'm really determined on getting over him, I wouldn't be writing it down in a damn book. I dropped the pen and closed the book harder than necessary. This wasn't working. I picked up my coffee and took a sip before setting it back down. I remembered asking for vanilla in my coffee but it tasted completely bland. One of the many reasons I missed Café Denise.I'd found this new place called Haven a few miles down the street and thought I'd give it a try. What I learned was that nothing was going to top Café Denise. At least nobody here was clearing out the entire café to corner me, and I was choosing to be content with that.It was around seven in the evening. I'd left th