Jeremy Madeline Meredith Novel Novels & Stories

The family named her Gem. At three years old, Gem encountered a mentally disturbed woman charging toward her, cradling a ragdoll. When the police took the woman away, she kept mumbling Willow’s name. Meanwhile, a woman named Casey, locked away in a mental institution, jumped to her death. Her body was discovered that night, her face disfigured by rats.

The sound echoes in the room, sharp and accusing, like even the walls know I am unraveling. I lean closer to the mirror and my reflection stares back flawless curls, gold earrings glinting beneath the lamp, but eyes that betray me. They tremble, flicker, give away the truth no matter how much mascara I drown them in. I can help but think about my life with Jackson before Emily , Amara or whatever name she goes by today came back into our lives . Our lives were not perfect but durable, now it is just full of drama , blood and injustice . I press the tissue against my mouth, wiping the mistake. Calm, Delilah. You have survived worse storms than this. But the storm tonight is not Jackson’s temp

Cozy enough for one human being only. I tried to open one of the boxes to put the picture frame inside, but as soon as I opened the box, I was taken aback by the small lavender notebook with flowers painted on the cover. Curious, I picked up the notebook and opened it. (Arranged marriage sucks!) I immediately closed the notebook. Did Dad own this notebook? At the first read of the first sentence… I think it's a diary. (Marrying someone you don't love sucks so bad! I don't know why I was born with a golden spoon! I hate having a rich family! I hate them for controlling my life!)