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It was a small comfort against the sting in my heart. I typed back with a shaky hand, [Congrats, your dream's about to come true.] I tossed my phone aside and collapsed onto the bed, exhaustion washing over me. Sleep claimed me almost instantly. My dreams were a jumbled mess: Charles on bended knee, proposing, and then, in stark contrast, him cozying up to Fiona. In that hazy state between sleep and wakefulness, I felt a sticky suffocation. My eyes snapped open to Charles's gaze, dripping with feigned emotion.

Pins and needles pricked my throat and my lungs. Help. Anyone. I don't want to die. The moon shone brightly above me. My head tilted upwards as I reached for the surface one last time. The view was beautiful. The stars were beautiful. A purple falling star caught my eye but I was too weak to think anything of it. It was the last thing I saw before I gave in to the pull of the dark.

He turned back to me with a heated gaze and I dropped my hand immediately. "-what is it, Kezie?" My name sounded like honey on his tongue. "You hate me, so why would you want something as stupid as that?" He shook his head as he stepped back into the shower room which me move back a bit, this continued until I hit the wall abruptly. I closed my eyes, biting my lips in reflex at my stupidity. I was just like a lost Cinderella in a Disney movie!

After saying all that, she turned and walked out without hesitation. The door slammed shut behind her. I stared at the ceiling as tears slid down my face. The mother who raised me had died a horrific death. The person responsible was still warning me not to cause trouble. I closed my eyes and took a slow breath. When I opened them again, nothing remained except overwhelming hatred. I reached for the pendant hanging around my neck. I pressed a tiny hidden button on the back. After five years of marriage, even Suzanna never knew it was an emergency communicator.

Everything after this was ours. END OF CHAPTER 30 END OF BOOK ONE

, I drew a heavy cross. Twelve days left.

In that perfect moment, surrounded by the love of our friends and family, I knew that my past was truly behind me. From today onwards , it's the beginning of a new chapter – a chapter filled with love, laughter, and endless possibilities. I looked into Salvatore's eyes, as he spoke, "I love you Emilia." "I love you too Salvatore." I replied and then we both kissed again. THE END

I started reading the book, and I wrapped myself in his jacket. After a couple of other hours passed, I felt sleepy. I got up from the chair and put the book where it belonged, got out of Aaron's office, went into mine, and locked the door. I check my phone, and there is still no sign of Aiden. I lay on the couch, and after I could hardly keep my eyes open, I let myself go into a light sleep.

While Damien was out, I went to a small store on the outskirts of town and purchased two large bags of charcoal. The shopkeeper, a kindly old man, reminded me, "Miss, remember to open the windows for ventilation if you're using charcoal to keep warm." I smiled faintly and said nothing. Once Ricky's funeral was over, I planned to end my life by burning charcoal and leave this world for good. Just as I hid the bags of charcoal under the bed, I blacked out. When I came to, all I saw was the stark white ceiling of a hospital room. Damien sat at my bedside, gripping my hand tightly. His eyes were filled with despair and sorrow.

It was a knife. White-hot terror ran through me. I continued struggling to free myself, but my battered body betrayed me, leaving me moving like a pathetic worm whose life was about to be snuffed out. Tears began to fall from my eyes. I couldn’t hold them back even if I’d tried. So, this is it, I thought wildly. This is how it ends. I had already stopped wriggling, resigned to my sorry fate when something happened. A gunshot broke the silence of the night.